Piqua Central High School - Piquonian Yearbook (Piqua, OH)

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ft' s s . tt 5 YSX.R.X'XY i' YY1X.N1N'.S'. YN' Limmering Lizzie Lines Now Allen Pool is a warrior chap XVho seems to have much magic, The speed with which he gets a girl Is really very tragic. A warrior crept out in the woods, And shot his bow and ar'er, It struck the heart of Captain Nig And there remains fore'er. Now Gordon's not an Indian name, Of that I'm very sureg To look at him, he seems a saint- But I am not quite sure. That quiet warrior over thereg Has never yet been bent. A scrapper, yes, that's all we know 'Bout someone's little Kent. Now here comes George, the bashful shiek, So tall and very suave VVe wonder if the girls will say That Georgie's very brave? Let's not forget the moccasin man, VVho always needs a backin' To help him get rid of his shoes: Oh, yes, it's Howard McMaken. The only Indian in all the land Vllho blows on a trombone? just take two guesses.-Yep, your right. It's Rosie's Tubby jones. There's Donavan Fay and jimmy Day- Oh boy! they make a pair: Old legends have it they are wise, Because they have light hair. Now here's a warrior who sat and dreamed About great feats and brawng Oh! how can I obtain these things? So cried little Mayer Kahn. A mighty man was Big Chief Howell, Who's hardly seen to move, Except to stretch himself and growlg And lots of this I'll prove. 104

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FAX. xii: ..,,N ....,.N., , .,..,..... . This squaw who seems so very nice Is our friend Mary Rase. An athlete in many ways VVho always takes a place. We see her going through the hall, She never seems to cease To be as busy as a bee, You bet its Evelyn Rees. Into our midst one year ago, A squaw, I must confess. Come tripping in with musical hands. Now here's to Mary Hess. If you will stop a minute, friend, You'll find that I am right, An Indian squaw can't have light hair Just you ask Eleanor VVhite. Now Mabel Spraul is quite a girl Who happy seems to be, Who hops from eve to early dawn, A dancing squaw you see. On Goldie's head is lots of hair But not of Indian hue. I wonder if the thoughts it hides, Could be of me or you? If Marguerite Kerns had color like- An Indian or a thrush, And someone said nice things to her He could not see her blush. The squaw who lives up to her rights Is our friend Hazel Young. Although she works with all her might Continually goes her tongue. With Thelma Lewis, the Indian maid, We find there's something wrong, For she can make a class room laugh, And keep it up so long. Now here's a word about one chief, The famous Mr. Flinn. Let us all pity his poor girl, For she can't out talk him. JOE DAN KWORTH 105