 | When life is young |  |
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THE SPRINT RUNNER
“Learning? What's the use of learning?”
Johnny cried, his lesson spurning.
“As for me, I 'd rather run!”
So, from morn to set of sun,
Johnny's legs were never still;
He could distance Bob and Bill,
Jim, and Tom, and Dick, and Peter,
Not a youth in town was fleeter.
Johnny cried, his lesson spurning.
“As for me, I 'd rather run!”
So, from morn to set of sun,
Johnny's legs were never still;
He could distance Bob and Bill,
Jim, and Tom, and Dick, and Peter,
Not a youth in town was fleeter.
Grammar, algebra, and history
Glimmered in a hazy mystery,
School terms softly sped away,
While he sprinted day by day,—
Week by week, and through vacation.
Then his friends in desperation,
Vowed the boy was not for knowledge,
So they sent him off to college.
Glimmered in a hazy mystery,
School terms softly sped away,
While he sprinted day by day,—
Week by week, and through vacation.
Then his friends in desperation,
Vowed the boy was not for knowledge,
So they sent him off to college.
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