Beware of Parent and Guardian:

"Come, now, tell the truth for once."—Gilbert.

Tune: "Chu Chin Chow."

Chorus:
Now in Wellington there resides a don
Much virtue does he feign,
That now and then he takes a pen
And starts a hate campaign;
With his telescope and yards of rope,
He enters on his quest
For graduates at tete-a-tetes,
And never takes a rest.

Chorus:
Beware of P. and G. (P. and G., P. and G., Parent and Guardian)
His eyes on you and me (you and me)
He's just what you'd call a chaperone,
And he's got a way that's all his own
When dancing up at V. (U.C., V.U.C., at the 'Varsity),
Or having social tea,
He'll be sitting on the roof,
C'llecting scandal for the "Truth,"
Make no blunder, he's a wonder,
P. and G.
page 11 If you should meet him on his beat
A-practising his art,
Oh. Graduate, just mind your fate,
This warning take to heart,
Or, should you hear a sighing queer
Go floating through the night,
Then listen while I tell of guile
And uncontrolled spite.