SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1934. Volume 5. Number 3.
You may state a theme emphatic.
In a juvenile ecstatic,
Or repeat the saws of Professorial chatter.
You may chime a prosy chorus,
Of the Platitudes that bore us,
You may fret about the things that never matter.
You may squander all your reason,
You may wander—out of season,
On cauliflowers, or melons, or a dahlia.
You may e'en approve the antics
Of the Russian Corybantics,
And believe that cash and credit's all a failure
But what e'er your fleshly moulding
There's a journalistic scolding.
If your mind should turn to anything that's serious.
Should an elemental pringle
Set your backbone all a-tingle,
That you crush and quite discount it is imperious.
And tho' rites Evangelistic
Sate your urges Atavistic
You must shun them though it makes life melancholy.
For the Gods have all decreed
That there is no crying need
To examine what is Hot and what is Holy.