FRANK FINDS EXPRESSION
One promising shortstop named Burke.
A fate by some humorous quirk.
A sister did send
His return to attend
Each night when he finished his work.
An interesting fellow McKay!
To Ann Arbor he goes every day.
They say, “It's a girl.”
This reply he does hurl.
“She's mine and you'll please stay away.”
A red-headed young fellow named Blair,
For a girl with black eyes had a flair.
When her hand he did hold
He was frigidly told
His technique did not quite match his hair.
There was a young fellow named Franklin.
In assembly ‘was said he was prankin,
They told him he laughed.
He said, “Men, your daft,
T'was a siren that someone was crankin.”
His age was known to be eighteen,
His habits far behind;
Always seemed to make Colleen,
Inquire about his mind.
However, this deficiency
Could never bother Bob,
For said he, “Tis the looks of me,
Not brains, that draw the mob.”
Darn, it's too nice to stay in school.
Oh, I'm there sometimes, as a rule.
But, gee, today's a day
I've got to miss.
What, miss Biology?
Oh, what bliss!
You really can't blame me skipping away
In weather like this on a heavenly day.
L. Schnepf—I'd like to devote my last picture to a charitable purpose.
Vance C.—Why not give it to an institution for the blind?
VERY FREE VERSE
Upon a hillock as I lay: spread before me a vast expanse of beauty
Composed of mountains, purple in the distance, broad fields of grain and hay.
And living there, captive to the sweet, pure breezes,
I thought not of my duty.
But rather, dwelt in dreams of lands afar, of things which could not come my way.
When suddenly I was rudely shaken.
And, angry, I turned to find myself face to face with—who?
Miss Beal, who calmly said.
“My boy, your book is due.”
THE CORRECT RESPONSE
Mother—And is my boy really trying?
“So you think he is a flirt?”
“Why, he can tell the owner of any lipstick in Senior High by simply tasting it.”
Helen—Is Clark intelligent, Doris?
Doris—Yes, very! When I say to him.
“Come here or don't come here, just as you please,” why he comes or he doesn't come, just as he pleases.
A MATTER OF NUMBER
Scott—My, Nan has a singular voice.
John—Thank the Lord, it isn't plural.
Mr. Kennedy—The man who marries my daughter will want a lot of money.
Robert—Well, sir, no one wants it any worse than I do.
She—Could you learn to love me?
He—It's a cinch. Why, I learned shorthand in three weeks.
Bridegroom—I thee endow with all my worldly goods.
His Father—There goes his bicycle.
Don (during a quarrel)—You talk like an idiot.
Sally—I have to talk so you can understand me.
These are some expressions that were in the “Hillcrest” They are from the Yearbook of 1932 from Roosevelt High.
I thought they were neat.