SUNY at Stony Brook - Specula Yearbook (Stony Brook, NY)

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All our high school studies had been petty, Here our baffling courses left us numb. Failing slips came flying like confetti. Probation, Academic, here we come! From lounge to lounge we'd roam, The snack bar was our home, And oh! the great bull sessions that we had. Our conscience was in vain, Our courses down the drain, But what the hell! The Army ain't so bad. All attempts at change turned out as farces. Student Apathy was much to blame, Each one busy with his own catharsis, And so we had more gripes than we could name And then we discovered POT, And in our Camelot, We all lit up, escaped the status quo. Although we risked our ass, We really loved that grass. Strawberry Fields became the place to go.

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Stony Brook grew up like an explosion Putting up new buildings by the score. Feeling rather helpless, we wore buttons All saying: Now, not l984! So many things seemed wrong- The list was getting long, Although a few improvements came our way. They let us drink at last, And Open Halls were passed. Now we could sin at any time of day. Stony Brook, Setauket, and the others Gave us a reception less than warm. Seems that all those prim and proper mothers Were sure we'd do their daughters dreadful harm. One January morn, They let out all their scorng The local gendarmes busted up our ioint. They planted agents here. Now they can reappear Whenever they desire to make a point. SA U -.::.: , jj :N gs Al in N BM 1' of NOT seo geo . l J ss9 J 006' LN 4' .4 .il+.-.A. 4 Wx TZ K-. .i E.