Classic Poem

The Praeses has a weekly row ,
I think they call it a levee ,
And people say it's very fine;
I'm sure it's flat enough to me.
Judge Story's bought a horse in town;
The law school every day grows bigger;
And Sukey Lenox — I forgot,
I've told you all about the nigger.
One fellow lately came from Maine,
And now there is another comer;
And one is Upton called by name.
And t'other one is christened Dummer.
The undergraduates have made
Proposals for a monthly paper.
Which I am very much afraid
Will end in something worse than vapor.

I wish I had a little room, —
It makes my heart feel very sadly,
When I have so much news to tell
To crowd it up so very badly.
The folks have bolted up the doors,
And I have bolted down my supper.
My pony threw me t'other day
And very nearly broke my crupper.
Get Blackwood's Magazine and read
The story of the modern Gyges;
And if you ride a coltish steed
Be careful of your " os coxygis. "
The college servant took some books
And laid the mischief to the students,
But as it happened to be false
We thought him guilty of impudence.