Twas the week of probation, and all through the House
Not a "Deke" man was stirring, not even a souse.
The proctors were placed by the chimney with care,
For fear that a female might be snuck in through there.
And even societies all were restricted
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From whatever it is to which they are addicted,
So with crepe on his sleeve and no girl on his lap,
The Bulldog settled down for a long winter's nap.
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Two-Timing the Governor
