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THE CRIME

When the hounds of fall are on summer's traces,

And actors' voices are spreading fear;

When grins are gracing the Yard cops' faces

As they see a chance for more free beer;

When football rises to five a ticket,

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And women rejoice at the chance to cheer,

For the man and the ball--"he sure can kick it"--

And check accounts just disappear;

When the Lampoon blows its, yearly bubble

And the Ibis lays a hard boiled egg;

When seniors occasionally see double,

And Max continues his daily beg--

Then you can't expect to have me shedding

Stuff which is safe, but, if you do,

As Coolidge said right after the wedding,

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