Paul Strandberg, class poet laureate

This poem was written by Paul Strandberg and was delivered informally during his 1965 senior year. It was to be sung to the tune of "On Top of Old Smokey" and it is a series of smart-ass observations about his favorite high school teachers arriving at work one fine morning. Karl Tegland accompanied Paul on the guitar for the one and only performance.

On top of the morning,

Under full power

Mr. Melby comes cruising,

At five miles an hour.

Just minutes later,

Mr. Rueter arrives

In his battered old Woody

That must have nine lives.

Who's that over yonder,

Not a car nor a bike

It's just Mr. Dzuik,

On his daily mile hike

Here comes Mr. Conner,

He'll tell you soon

That he conquered the crossword

In the Sunday Tribune.

At Eight Twenty-five,

A red Buick comes whirlin'

And who should step out,

But, short sleepy Erlin.

I strode the west hall,

Armed with my hall pass

I kicked down the door

And I saw his class. . .

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