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A Tale of the 'Evans, v. 3, issue 4, Fall 1945

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look for in his (the writer's) daily effusions. Such as:
[title centered and underlined] THE POET'S PRAYER 

Lord, may I daily bring a smile
To some soul, distressed by trial;
Take his troubles and his care,
Brighten them, 'til they seem fair;
Take each little lowly thing,
Show its beauty as I sing
That the splendid things of life
Shall reward all toil and strife.

By some wise decree of Fate,
Humble souls are often great, 
For simplicity of mind
Marks the man sincere and kind.
Make my nature one of joy -- 
Brain of Man, yet Heart of Boy,
That I may, with cheerful creed,
Bring relief from grasping greed.

If I e'er attain to fame, 
Keep my impulse still the same; 
Let me not grow vain, nor proud, 
Feeling far above the crowd.
Wilt thou ever bless my pen
That it bring more cheer to men;
Keep me steadfast at my take --
This, O Lord, is all I ask.

Another distinct form of Newspaper Versiefication is the purely humorous type; the verse with the trick ending designed (and hoped) to bring a chuckle from the reader. I am reminded of one I thought not too bad:

[title underlined and centered]
R E G R E T S 

Each night as I lay with the dreams 
Of the things in my life worth while,
The brightest spot of all, it seems, 
Was the way you could make me smile. 
But the dream is tinged with sadness
As I think how I cast you off,
And I know now 'twas summer madness
That led me, at you, to scoff.

If you knew how oft I've lamented
For throwing my love away; 
How I've realized I was demented,
And have long to atone for that day,
I am sure that you would remember
How I held you next to my heart
In those cold, bleak days of December -- 
How I swore that we ne'er should part.

I know I deserve no pity,
And I hope that you still are near,
There's so much coldness in the city
And I need your dear warmth and cheer.

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look for in his (the writer's) daily effusions. Such as: [title centered and underlined] THE POET'S PRAYER Lord, may I daily bring a smile To some soul, distressed by trial; Take his troubles and his care, Brighten them, 'til they seem fair; Take each little lowly thing, Show its beauty as I sing That the splendid things of life Shall reward all toil and strife. By some wise decree of Fate, Humble souls are often great, For simplicity of mind Marks the man sincere and kind. Make my nature one of joy -- Brain of Man, yet Heart of Boy, That I may, with cheerful creed, Bring relief from grasping greed. If I e'er attain to fame, Keep my impulse still the same; Let me not grow vain, nor proud, Feeling far above the crowd. Wilt thou ever bless my pen That it bring more cheer to men; Keep me steadfast at my take -- This, O Lord, is all I ask. Another distinct form of Newspaper Versiefication is the purely humorous type; the verse with the trick ending designed (and hoped) to bring a chuckle from the reader. I am reminded of one I thought not too bad: [title underlined and centered] R E G R E T S Each night as I lay with the dreams Of the things in my life worth while, The brightest spot of all, it seems, Was the way you could make me smile. But the dream is tinged with sadness As I think how I cast you off, And I know now 'twas summer madness That led me, at you, to scoff. If you knew how oft I've lamented For throwing my love away; How I've realized I was demented, And have long to atone for that day, I am sure that you would remember How I held you next to my heart In those cold, bleak days of December -- How I swore that we ne'er should part. I know I deserve no pity, And I hope that you still are near, There's so much coldness in the city And I need your dear warmth and cheer.