To the Editors of the CRIMSON:
Mark, Arthur and Archie,
Three good little boys,
All spick-span and starchy,
Came out with their toys--
A rattle, a popgun and five-penny squirt--
They ran to the Common to play with the Dirt.
They rattled the rattle,
They popped-popped the gun,
They squirted the squirt,
They thought it great fun:
But the kids on the Common
Who'd played there before
Thought Mark, Art and Archie
Somewhat of a bore.
Some jeered them, some cuffed them,
Some mudied their clothes,
Their popgun was stolen,
Roughs trod on their toes.
By noon they were sorry
They'd ever left home,
Please God--if they get there--
They'll nevermore roam. "Clammy Ellis" '00
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