Spiceland High School - Yearbook (Spiceland, IN)

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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.

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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 big, strong center named Reece Never gives his foe any peace. But with a sure fling, Sends the ball through the ring- Till our score by bounds does increase. There is a young sophomore named Lacy Whose playing is growing quite racy ; At the game he is quick, His passing is slick ; We ' ll surelv hear more of this Lacy. A fair-haired laddie named Wright Plays basketball with his whole might, He goes in to win, And makes everything spin With his pluck and his own brand of fight.