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THE CRIME

By D. G. G.,

* * * *

A bromide stood in the neighborhood

Of the student's Liberal Club.

"Ah Ha!", he cried. "I'll step-inside"

Of the students' Liberal Club.

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The "Gadfly" swarmed and the pinklets stormed,

In the students Liberal Club.

And the bromide soon, received a boon

But briefly a resident, they named him the President

Of the student's Liberal Club.

* * * *

This last song in Q Minor is to be sung to the contrapuntal clashing of large glasses filled with Bromo Selzer, or. . .

* * * *

Now that touging is no more

May I even up the score,

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