"I don't like all poetry," Alice said.
"But you will like this," said the White Knight. "It 's my own invention."
He then began in a sing-song voice:
"I'll tell thee everything I can
In sober mood and tense.
"I saw a little Eli man
A-sitting on a fence.
"'Who are you, little man?' I said,
'And how do you come here?'
"And his answer trickled through my head,
Escaping by one ear.
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"He said, 'I tap for Skull and Bones
Beneath the Campus trees,
"And beat my head against the stones
When they all go to Keys;
"But Owen Johnson's spoiled our fun,
Our tombs are dark and cold;
"And Sophomores from us do run,
And won't do what they're told.'
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"But I was thinking of a scheme
To make all Students work
"By putting over them, as Dean,
An energetic Turk.
"So, having missed what he had said,
With a forbidding frown,
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