The Green caldron - University Library

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Emotional Emmy always clutches;
At exams her mind's on crutches.
Problems, troubles weigh her down;
Easy courses make her frown.
The Green Caldron
I looked behind me. There was no one. Oh well, I thought, my mind must
be playing tricks on me. Then I walked over to the Union. In the Tavern there
was a group of girls drinking coffee. It was about 3:20 P.M.
Coffee Carol's of caffeine addicted;
With her absence her class is afflicted.
Over a steaming hot black cuppa.
She speculates what the prof is upta.
Well, well, I thought, it must be the powder.
Leaving the Tavern and walking upstairs, I observed a young man whose
arms were laden with folders, posters, and forms. Immediately the following
assailed me:
books:
Activities Al is busy, busy.
Never over test or quizzie;
Organizing campus particulars,
Most of his hours are extra-curriculars.
This verse thing was beginning to become annoying.
I ran out of the Union past the row of sofas. A girl was snoozing over her
Sleepy Suzy never fails
To fall asleep over Candide's travails.
If you ask her why, she'll say,
'I can study another day.'
I fied down the broadwalk. A boy who hardly ever comes to drama class
waved at me as I sped by him.
Social Sam has lots of friends
Knows the latest hot-rod trends.
Crew-cut, crew-neck, as you see
He doesn't want more than a gentleman's C."
This was getting ridiculous. I ran and ran. I ran into a car. It was Pete.
He was going to pick me up for a TGIF date.
"Well, well," he said.
Party Pete is on the run
Cutting classes, having fun.
While to class he should be going.
It's his wild oats he's sowing.
"You aren't going to sow any in my pasture," I cried before I could stop
myself.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. Where're we going?"