At the cocky air of this graduate fun,
It puts on so much style.
Which is the paper that's red as a rose ?
The Crimson, Freshie; it 's always gay.
It dares all kinds of wrong to expose,
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And gives them dead away.
The Board voted to have this song printed in all the college papers, after which Mr. John G. S-xe delivered an
ODE.See how a very ruddy glow
Spreads o'er the Crimson Board;
For when I rise to speak, they know
That they 'll be still more bored.
But brace up, pray, you really ought,
And listen to my song;
For though to-night you 've kept me short,
I will not keep you long.
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