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Show vv.s.s. A CHRISTMAS W. S. S. POEM This winter Old Santa's so busy He scarce ever whistles or sings, He's busy working for soldiers In need of warm clothing and things. Now, perhaps if we all get together. We'll fill dear Santa's "heart with joy, By keeping our W. S. S. pledges And thus help him and our soldier noy Ami wi." could find anything ii""i More fit to delight, as a git, Than- stuffed in the toe of a stocking, A W. S. S., teaching thrift! Mrs. Haley came over from Yale the first of the week to do Christmas shopping. |