Freshman Class Poem
A bright, industrious class
Is the Class of '21,
And the finals, we are sure to pass,
For this is what we 've done.
We have learned the use of phenol,
And various other drugs,
Which prevent the growth of all
The microscopic '' bugs.''
We've learned to carve a tooth,
With all its grooves and ridges;
To know that cleaning teeth in youth
Prevents the use of bridges.
In Prosthetics, each has done his bit;
Our work now lies on a shelf.
If you really don't believe it,
Just go take a look yourself.
Dentition we can give in full,
And of the teeth describe their structure;
And name the bones of the skull
That form the lambdoid suture.
We 've traced the process of cell division
Through all its different phases;
And we 've met with Dr. Hinman
On his fifty-fifty basis.
With all this learned, we will not '' bust,''
But yet our work is mere' begun,
For we are only Freshmen—just
The Class of '21.
W. S. Duncan, Poet.