A COMMENCEMENT IDYL

"I'm a Freshman who has ended his first year,

But I'm new;

And I do whate'er the Juniors, whom I fear,

Bid me do.

Under sudden showers I thrive;

To be bad and bold I strive,

But they ask—'Is it alive?'

So they do.

I'm a Sophomore who has passed off his exams,

Let me loose!

With a mark as high as any other man's,

As obtuse

I'm fraternal. I am Jolly.

I am seldom melancholy

And to bone I think is folly,

What's the use?

I'm a Junior whom exams. have left forlorn, Flunked me dead;

So I'll keep the town awake 'till early morn; Paint it red.

At class-meetings I'm a kicker,

Take no water with my liquor,

And a dumb-bell's not thicker

Than my head.

I'm a Senior whose diploma's within reach, Eighty-four.

On Commencement Day you'll hear my maiden-speech; I will soar!

I got through without condition;

I'm a mass of erudition;

Do you know of a position!"