West Chester University - Serpentine Yearbook (West Chester, PA)

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lince thou little book shall ever be. Filled with fondest memory, Iver out of your pages in years to come, I shall be lifted from thoughts so glum. leap under the darkest clouds that rise, You can bring a glad surprise. Iray we could always be like thee, Full of mirth and jollity. Iven the sorrows then would fly, As a lark soars to the sky. low songs of cheer, and words of jest, These we find are thy behest. Ihen may we not a lesson take. And be jolly for thy sake. In our course through life we need. Fruit, which grows from thy seed low we trust thy mission ' s filled. For dark brooding thou hath killed. Iven now in sleep I find. Better rest and peace of mind.

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