The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, February 06, 1918, Image 7

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    Wednesday, February 6, 1918
THE BATTALION
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GENIUS DISCOVERED IN K
COMPANY.
A-a-a-h-h-h! The pure sweetness
of it! The great inspiration that it
seems to give to me! How have I
ever lived without it? What? Why
“Skeeter Jinks” poetry of course.
Lord Byron rolled over in his grave
and said: No longer do I reign su
preme as a writer to and of women!
Shakespeare appeared as the ghost
in Hamlet and cried: I am surpass
ed, eclipsed, forgotten! It is the
"campus chat’, the town talk, the way-
side gossip! And what bafles every
one so is why this unblossomed gen
ius should, for so long, (since his de
mise from Allen’s Academy) hide his
light under a bushel. No cause what
ever can be ascertained for this ac
tion unless it was his deeply laid
plans to startle the world, take it
by surprise and conquer it all in one
day! This he has done. Read these
lines here below and see if they do
not transport you to the realms
above.
Lines to Any Girl.
Some night when you have a lot of
time,
Sit down and scratch me off a line.
This is not flattery, (you need not
smile)
I know right well I’d like your
style.
If you are like most girls I know,
To this request you’ll answer,‘No!’
But why not “can” the formal sthff?
Of that old bunk I’ve had enough.
TAPS.
Rave on, dear friend,—then rave
some more
About reveille being such a bore.
I don’t thing so-—strange, 'perhaps,
But what I hate to hear is taps!
It always sounds when I’m starting
a letter,
Or, fixing to study, (that sounds
much better!)
Or else some guy is shooting a line
Too rare to miss. But it’s “Bed!
Double Time!”
Many’s the time I have gone to bed
With my shoes still on and my hat
on my head!
(Of course I covered up from head
to foot
And snored so loud the windows
shook!)
But, honest, I don’t think revelie a
bore.
I wouldn’t say that—I’d say much
more.
I’ll tell you more about that some
time,
And if you want a tip, you can bet
a dime
That it won’t be what you’d call a
boost!
But—there goes taps!—I’m goin’ to
roost! —Rabbi.
Why is life in prison like Sbisa’s
meat?
It’s pretty tough!
Why is Mai Hall like a spell of bad
weather?
Everyone hates to see him coming;!
A little note when I’m feeling blue
An awful lot of good would do.
A page or two is all I ask,
So' sit right down and start your
task!
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Kompnay Kay!
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A SOLDIER OF THE GUNLESS
LEGION.
He couldn’t lead an army, or a squad;
Than make a speech he’d rather
lose a limb;
Fie couldn’t hit a barn at half a rod—
But Uncle Sam is leaning hard on
him!
He couldn’t keep in step behind a
band;
He doesn’t know a breech-bolt
from a trench;
But when the Red Cross called:
“Come, lend a hand,”
He sent a hard-ear'ned V to help
the French.
He never pulled a trigger in his life,
And as to build, he’s stooped and
undersized;
But he has never squealed because
his wife
Has got the household larder Hoov-
erized. %
He doesn’t know what “by the left
flank” means;
His footstep to the drum-beat ne’er
responds;
But he lives—cheerfully—on pork
less beans
To carry his two fifty-dollar bonds.
He doesn’t know a war-ship, for from
aft;
He never waved a sword or aimed
a gun;
But when they called the numbers in
the draft,
Fie smiled and said; “Go, give it
to ’em, son!”
God bless him, both in war-time and
in peace!
He’ll never wear the khaki neat and
trim;
He feels the burden of his years in-
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on him!
—Exchange.
I have almost Imd a fit,
who’ve been ‘bit’,
Rav nice, attractive lit
tle dame,
While, to myself, I laughed and
thought
That I never would be caught,
That I’d always like them, one, and
all the same.
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When is a bed not a bed?
When it’s a little “buggy”.
And at least I’ve known a few
Attractive girls, and pretty too;
But I’ve never let a damsel worry
me.
So that’s why I’ve always thought,
That I never would be caught,
That I’d never think too much of
one, you see.
But, I’m quite uneasy now,
(Kind of doubt myself, somehow)
And I blame it all on just a little
smile.
She’s as cute as she can be,
But when she smiles at me,
Well—you’d understand if you
could see her smile.
—Staff Poet.
What is the nearest thing to a boy’s
heart?
His ribs!
Why is loving a girl like being an
Aviator?
Because you are “up in the air”
most of the time!
Why is a woman like a horse?
You never find a good looking one
that has any sense!
When is a single bed a double bed?
(Ask “Rabbi.”)
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