A blank, blue booklet in a college hall
A fountain pen, a printed paper all
That now is needed in this evil place For erring student's long-foreboded fall.
Some for the honors of the course, and some
Ask only C's, or even less to come.
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Ah! Take the good and let the bad parts go;
Spare the blue pencil keep the errors mum.
And if, O Student, you should hap to pass
Or win high honors in your English class.
Rejoice ye then--pour the sparkling wine
And for your prof. fill up another glass.
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