Oh Aggies does’t thou wonder too,
That your faults lie deeper than stinky socks …
And that when your mother gave birth to you…
She suffered from the pox…
But though you’ll think me tacky,
I’ll suppose that it’s not rare,
That far beneath your Army khaki…
Lies crotchless underwear.
So Aggies lest from grace you fall.
We’ll concede this if you let us:
Your shaven domes are heads after all…
… Though only ones of lettuce.
Miserichord over 13 years ago
Oh Aggies does’t thou wonder too, That your faults lie deeper than stinky socks … And that when your mother gave birth to you… She suffered from the pox… But though you’ll think me tacky, I’ll suppose that it’s not rare, That far beneath your Army khaki… Lies crotchless underwear. So Aggies lest from grace you fall. We’ll concede this if you let us: Your shaven domes are heads after all… … Though only ones of lettuce.
imjfc2 over 13 years ago
Thank you, Miserichord. It was almost impossible for me to read the original.