1927 Cedrus Yearbook

THE CEDRUS BAD BOY Folks say I'm the baddest boy in town, But a fella can't sprout wings'n'wear a crown; Paw says it should be plainly understood Mam must never interfere'bout me carryin' wood; He says I don't have discipline a-tall— Can't help it if discipline don't like boys'at's small. 'N'when I creep up behind Grandma'n'say "Boo!" She declares her head's awhirl and her heart too. Grandpa calls me to his side each day, Then shakes his head and turnsfrom me away. Even teacher sends me from her class, 'Cause she says I"have too much pertinent sass." But,gee,I guess I got one friend indeed, That's always sticking up for her pal,in need. Why when Paw licks me—then I always cry, And pretty soon my Mam slips me some pie; I guess she likes me even if I am so bad; 'N'I guess, I know she's the best friend I ever had. —M.A. C.