And now, from out a window stole
The much-sought-after barber's pole,
And gave its thief away.
Thus ever long-concealed crime
Is ventilated in due time,
And brought to light of day.
Now from the fought-out fray 'gan call
The savors of Memorial Hall.
The Bursar wildly tore his hair,
And cried, "I've rooms to let in Thayer."
Men passed him, all intent;
To Adam's, Carl's, and Holly-tree,
Memorial, clubs, and lunches free,
Their hurrying steps they bent.
And often shall the Senior tell
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