Spiceland High School - Yearbook (Spiceland, IN)

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We all know a backguard named Poer, Who can play all over the floor; With a nod and a bound, He turns right around, And soon he has fattened our score. A snappy small forward named Leig Came into the limelight one day And ever since then Time, time and again He ' s played like a wizard, they say. Our tall and imposing friend Lowell Bears a sturdy, invincile soul, He guards with a will, Any place he can fill, And sure pulls us out of the hole.

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Our active and able Coach Reagan At his boys was ever appegin ' , He coached them so well That some, so they tell, Attempted to give them an eggin ' . This handsome young captain named Roger Is the keenest kind of a dodger. He catches the ball. Never misses at all. And swift in the net he does lod e ' er. There was a gay lad named Chew, Who made all the goals that he threw He ' s leaving for college To win fame and knowledge, Without him, what shall we all do?

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When the coach calls on Charlie He never pauses to parley, But comes with a crash, A whiz and a dash, He ' s sure to e - et into things ' arlv, The next is our valiant young Casey, Who ' s never been known to act lazy. He fills in the gaps. Stops the time-keeper ' s naps, And shouts: Fire the grun there, you crazv ! ' There is a fine player named Myer Who ' s sure to raise the score higher ; He makes goals so fast The foe is downcast. And in tears oft has to retire.