Peru High School - Narcissus Yearbook (Peru, IN)

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QM NNAHCISUQII Oh, let us not forget the Reeds There's Miss Mable with her pep, Miss Nellie tells us what we need, You bet we watch our step. Now, we must saw a board or two, Or maybe draw a plan, Wildeman passes us the glue And Long, he guides our hands. Sniif! Sniff! Oh, what is that? lt comes from 'way down stairs Someone's cake has fallen flat And Clark's in the air. And if a seam we'd like to sew Miss Tereba's on the spot, And if we sing fa, sol, me, do Miss Parkhurst says what's what. Sometimes toward business we're clined, To Wood and Pence we go, We type a bit, and add a line, How little 'tis we know. But if We delve in Science deep And stir up H. C. L. Ankenbrock won't let us sleep, His glances make us quell. And still within the corner palace Among the seeds and flowers True to her work, Mrs. Challis Helps pass some weary hours. Our Faculty, we'll not forget, Oh no, for how could we? They've often had us scared, you bet, But now, at last, we're free. will fam Wim

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me HAHCIS-5-U5lfi The Faculty Oh don't forget the Faculty For they are wondrous wise, They taught us all our Q's and P's And how to upward rise. With Mr. Carson at our head He hands us out our passes, And fills us with an awful dread To think of cutting classes. Ah, no, we have no easy path, Miss Wilson comes in lineg She teaches us beloved Math Befuddles quite, our minds. We've English thrust upon us, toog There's Bappert, Stutesman, Finchg We always try our best to do For believe me, they're no cinch! We must know how to speak, of course Miss Ferguson's right there, She makes us talk until we're hoarse And fills us full of care. We know Miss Gallahan so well, We find just what to please her And Guthrie, too, we've heard 'em Take one more page of Caesar! There's Mohler with his History, And Mulvihill with Art, We'll grant they are two rnysteriesg Why don't they have a heart! te 'Wm We will

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I pf Peru High School AN ODE To thee, oh school, I write an ode, Because I honor theeg For thou hast sent upon Life's road, Into the Future free- Brave youth with all its dreams and plans, - With all its eager reaching hands, With all its laughter and its fears, With all its thoughts of coming years- For them you opened wide the door, For them you gave all this, and more. Oh school, to thee I write an ode, For thou art Life's great episode, And all my praise I sing to thee, For thou hast made thy children free! -F. M. Ferguson.