1952 Magnet Yearbook

J AR\'IS COLLEGIAn: 6 1
SLIGHTLY
SANGUINARY!
F RAr-;CES FREE!oIAr-;. -IC
After one hour. a broken mirror
a nd a little blood, I saw a man sew
one tiny butt on on a white shirt.
The incident had its origin when
my brother, Arthur, argued that a
man could do anything tha t a woman
could do. Then Fate stepped in-the
third button of my brother's shirt
dramatically popped off.
In a few mome nts Arthur was, wit h
needle and thread, comforta bly seated
in a chai r - or so he th ought.
"O h, # @x !!", he mumbled as the
spool of t hread rolled fr om his lap
and along the floor , unravelling as
it went. Some ten minutes were spe nt
in r-ewinding the thread properly.
" OK ". he exclai med whil e ben ding
over hill cha ir. "where did you put the
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needle? " He sat down . He jumped
up. He had found the needle ! Arthur
limped to the washroom. intendin g
to investigate his wound. However
he slammed t he door and a wa ll mlr ­
ror fell. shatt ering in th e bath tub.
Cleaning up the mess took his mind
from certain sanguinary thought s.
After leaving th e was hroom as
orderly as a ma n possibly could, he
ret urned to his post wit h anot her
needle. I supposed by the gleam in
his eyes, many minu tes later, that he
had fi nally sewn on t he button. Strutting
over to the sofa. he shoved the
shirt into my ha nds for a pproval.
" Fine." I tittered. "now take off
t he button an d try sewing it on the
outside of t he shirt:'
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CARS
Hl"GH )' I ACL EA ~ ,
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Th ere ere a lot 01 different cars.
S om e uld and others lIew .
.-hl d ere ll ('Urts ond huggin.
B ut th ey are ('erN lew.
Theil ("olli es the fil'st saat("hed tender,
l t:s but a tillY dent;
He can't afford to fir it•
He has to pay the rent,
W hel/ lather bllYs a bl'O"d IIf' 1I'
It is his pride fwd joy;
Th f' fil'st IeII' mOll ths he hus it ,
H e t reats it like a toy.
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A.ll d as the Yf'fl " S go 1"01ling by
Th e ("fll'looks f ay sloppy:
H e IISIWUlI retere to it
A s ".\l y fait hl ul oM j ll loPlI".
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