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Kunama 1956


"... and they were left lamenting"


"... and they were left lamenting"
(With apologies to Thomas Campbell)

Some students for the Leaving bound
Cry, "Us must they examine?
We'll have no time to play around,
With just six weeks to cram in.."
"Now why have you not worked all year?."
The masters reprimand us.
"We did not think it was so near",
The students groan in chorus.
"We had so many things to do,
They all seemed so entrancing,
And with the school dance coming on,
We had to practise dancing."
The teachers frowned, and tartly said,
In tones severe and galling,
"Your maths are bad, you empty heads,
Your languages appalling!
"You'd better work, and concentrate
Upon the things that matter.
Forget hit-tunes, and dancing-dates,
Especially the latter."
"We'll work, we'll work," the students cry
"Though fun and frolic beckon.
We'll learn it all, we'll be so wise,
We'll top the State, we reckon."
`Twas vain. The Leaving came too soon,
To cram the lot preventing.
The papers hard their spirits jarred,
And they were left lamenting.

FIFTH YEAR


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