Faculty & Staff

New Things Thursday:: Seats for Fleets

We’ve got Seats

for your sweets,

for your Petes

and Margaretes.


For your Donalds,

and your Rogers.

For your sons

and your daughters.


And her friends,

And yer friends,

And their friends,

Friends’s friends.

 We’ve got seats

for your streets,

for your suites, 

for your fleets.


Fleets of frogs,

fleets of dogs,

Fleets of boars-

canker sores.


They’ve been great,

while they’ve lasted,

offered comfort

to the masses-


(Lads and lasses

taking classes.)


You must know,

all must go.

Less we throw.

That’s foe sho’.