1922 Cedrus Yearbook

Senior Class Poem "All good things must come to an en:." We have thot of this often of iate; And tho about most things we've something to say We bow to this Action of Fate. Tho we hope for a crown when we've finished our course, And feel that we've fought a good fight, Before we can place this reward on our blccks The things we must do are a fright. We must buy dainty dresses And curl our long tresses We must dig in for themes and exams, We must give a class play And go thru Cedar Day And all of the time-honored shams. The four happy years have a sad termination, Our time for departure draws near, But there's one sweet oasis— The Juniors shall place us At a table of banqueting cheer. And now, my dear readers, Since I have the floor I will give you a bit of good news— This is the last time that my rollicking rhyme You will on these pages peruse. You would not have seen this one But one windy morn This message was brot to my door: "My dear senior, your meter is poor It savors of countryside loam But none else will do it So you must'go to it' And write us a class-ical pome." Alice Daines. 30