Show RHYME RHynE OF THE Gyn Classes out we go a running Hatless breathless steps we find Up we jump by threes we mount them Shoes unlacing as we climb Through the door all pushing crowding First bag yelling Second mine Sox go heelless rubbers hunting Feet go shoeless never mind Boy a punching bag a bumping Bag a darting boy a jumping Boy a striking smashing dancing Bag a turning twisting glancing Boy a pounding thumping bunting Bag goes whirling whizzing whizzing- spat Boy goes missing eye goes rubbing Bag is tired boy is nit Then unto the mighty gymnasts t Came there forth a eyed blue blue lady Came she there and read a poem Came and read among the chest weights Read unto the mighty gymnasts All about the would-be-punchers would 1 And the way to win a fracas With a little lively leather apparatus Forth to battle she did dare them z i Dared them swing the clubs of Shingi t ar G Dared them thrust the wands or dumb dumbbells dumbbells bells Dared them kick the disk of V paper i. i Dared them mount the leather horses l' l Fa Dared them try them try the bars or ladders f r Dared them Dared them punch the bag of Kabi Dared them choose their apparatus V But the g n iu ill is ls s they remembered From the cla cla- cla of Dr Howard How the muscles could be hardened And they therefore knew the power Kne f P e muscles cords and sinews How they were fastened jN j N Neith eith were they spliced nor welded In that daring eyed blue-eyed lady But he her one gymnast forgets Takes his coat off and defies her Mounts the wooden-legged wooden platform V Eyes Byes the rumpus bag of I Kabi Back and forth he taps and raps it Left and right he spats and slaps it i A r. r 1 t Down and up he thumps and bunts it Then with both arms he elbows it Heads it knees it chins it toes it Thumps it this way hammers that way Rams jams slams it double quick time J Then he slips and it And with both hands swipes and bursts it When the class bell yells out Time Then the mighty gymnasts scamper Don their shoes and hide their rubbers Wash their hands and wipe their faces Comb their bangs and make grimaces Forsake the land of leather horses J Leave the room with smiles and graces Carry their books to cooler places Baffled beaten by the gentle eyed blue-eyed queen of maidens 80 B B. B |