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Home from college came the stripling, calm and cool and debonair, / With a weird array of raiment and a wondrous wealth of hair, / With a lazy love of languor and a healthy hate of work / And a cigarette devotion that would shame the turbaned Turk. / And he called his father "Guv'nor," with a cheek serene and rude, / While that raging, wrathful rustic calld his son a "blasted dude. " / And in dark and direful language muttered threats of coming harm / To the "idle, shif'less critter" from his father's good right arm.
And the trouble reached a climax on the lawn behind the shed, -- / "Now, I'm gon' ter lick yer, sonny," so the sturdy parent said, / "And I'll knock the college nonsense from your noddle, mighty quick! " -- / Then he lit upon that chappy like a wagon-load of brick. / But the youth serenely murmured, as he gripped his angry dad, / "You're a clever rusher, Guv'nor, but you tackle very bad"; / And he rushed him through the center and he tripped him for a fall, / And he scored a goal and touchdown with his papa as the ball.