Gryphon 1962 - Adm.monash.edu.au

I am told Les Jeans gets his Chev. nearly into theairAs back from Swinburne with Howey he'll tear.This happens on Friday at roundabout noonThrough red lights and railways gates they wantto zoom.Bob Armstrong a Mickey Minor drivesIt's a wonder the poor little thing survives,] suppose the only reason why it still speedsIs because of all the petrol to it he feeds.John Kent is a wonderful mate of Big Dave'sDave sits him in front when he misbehaves,If Kent keeps misbehaving after thatDave gives him a big bang in the daks.John also goes lip to the snowHis ski-ing proficiency to show.The girls of Bulla, they love him soWhen he falls flat on his face in the snow.John Chippendal is a Vee Wee manWhich doesn't say much for his probable life span.He usually drives at a steady paceTill Peter Bromley comes looking for a race,Then he becomes a racing demon.Won't stop at red lights or children 's crossings,even,There is a queer lad from China,His Australian expressions couldn't be liner,His Elec. Eng. is so badHe drives us all madBy connecting a shunt parallel with a rheostat.Doc tells of a town named SheppartonAnd from it not a normal person has come.He was promptly asked by a chap named RonIf that is the town where he hails from.Doc says Sheppartonians are queerBut that does not explain all the queers that arehere.There are two that come all the way from thistown,One is named adequately Sandy Provan.The ? has asked Sandy for his first term report.And Sandy replies, "I have yet written nought,Remember Rome wasn't built in a day that's sure,Surely you can give me another term more."Laurie Bingham is also one of the seventh formersWho we anticipate will thrash the Caddy roundcorners,He has become used to racing a yacht,How can one expect him not to race a car that'shot.Ken McColl is next on the listTo write a bit of trash about I cannot resist,But I cannot find much about him to say ,Because he said to me, "If you do you will pa y".He is one of the few in the 7.M. classWho is quite proficient at sailing a raft.He is also a health man that's for sureAnd cannot get enough milk, he always wantsmorelIn fact every hours he has to spare,He says, "Come, let's have a pint down at thebar",P. C. Ling is the wonder of the form,Most of us wonder if he is norm.In a graphics lesson we have funWhen Ling tries to find a vector sum.In our form there is one named Bert,It's not well known, but he's a flirt,He drives his Holden with a steady footExcept for intersections where he forgets to look,The top speed of this car is round about fifty,Reached at the crossing of High and Glenferrie.Alan Rickerby we know as a football lad,Comes to school on Sunday morning in his footvclothes clad,H e has been at the club house having a beerAnd he doesn't know Hagel'S from his Sundayschool teacher.Phil Turner hides his views well,Leaving me little about him to tell.But I'll make Ill' something just the same,That's sure to make him feel some shame.He is renowned for his calculations for designIn ord er to make a crane work fine.He says that pressure on area is forceBUl Dave marks him wrong so he feels remorse.We now come to a chap named LoggieWho drives a car which belong to a fogy .H e drives it like the highway patrol,It runs on alki, not on petrol.The car is a Prefect,It hasn't a fault slight,Except for a front seatThat will not stay upright.John D'Helen is well known as a merry mate,The sherr y he always tries ro expatriate.H e loves a girl we know for sure,Is this the reason he is leaving for foreign shore,I speak for us all when 1 luck to him wishWhen he arrives at the land belonging to theEnglish.Ron Donohue a hot Harley ridesWith a compression ratio in the fives,When asked what marvellous speed he's done,"Sixty, but without the sidecar, it 'd be a ton."His theory on renJoving the homework loadIs to do it at his girl friend 's abode.I have a better suggestion, though,Why not do it at the Drive-In show." Cr umph" Taylor, a Tasmanian trip did go,'We know he didn't play hockey, though,He returned to tell us about the girlsAnd fizzy drinks that put his head in whirls.About "Doug" Wade [ can't find much'Trash to write; he keeps it hush.I'm not even sure he is a 7.M. chap,He sits so quiet down the back.Bob Knapp is author of this corny ballad,Many will say I 'm on the verge of malad.What worries me more than that fact beingWhen this is published I'll be forced into fleeing.I'm sorry if anyone was missed in this scandal here.Don't be mad, you 'll have a (urn next year.57