D is le Duc whose French we found charming,
But a sky downstairs we think most alarming.
E is for Eighths. What else could it be?
Energetic, ecstatic, emphatic are we.
F is Friar Tuck. In our Robin Hood play
He was bluff, fat, and hearty in quite the right way.
G for Graham crackers. They’re indeed simple fare,
But they keep us from getting too much outside air.
H is the Hill, so covered with sleet
That when we come down, we can’t stay on our feet.
I stands for Icelandic. Though amusing to hear,
We think we’ll not speak it each day in the year.
J is for Joking. That is our folly
For rather than sad we choose to be jolly.
K for Kicker Sleds. They arrived last December
And furnished good sport for every class member.
L is for Luther—Burbank we were told,
Who started the Protestant reformation of old.
M is the Mascot that brings us our luck,
And we surely need him to combat Sevens’ pluck.