The Burro, Yearbook of Mineral Wells High School, 1922 Page: 29
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I am only a Fish, but I have been
Selected by all a prophecy to pen.
Now don't you know, one and all,
That such a task would be our downfall?
A prophecy I cannot write, 'tis true,
But of a dream I had I'll tell to you.
I had gone on a camp out in the wild,
And was very tired frem tramping many a mile.
I looked about and saw a post near by
Which read: "Three miles to Mars." I rubbed my eye
And looked again, but it was there;
So on I walked, and never stopped to stare.
As into the city of Marsite Mars I went,
I met a man whose shoulders were bent.
We sat and began to talk. He said he had
Ived in another world when a lad,
And now all his friends had come up there.
I was the last to climb the long, straight stair.
He began to tell the news and I found
That ruler of all this wealth and ground
Was Queen Lucile House, a fish of '22;
Her king by choice was Jack Weaver, who had been true
To her. The greatest place in the land
Was a school for cripples run by John Chamberlain.
As assistants Mary Evans taught Science, and Bernice
Was Engl:sh prof. Robert Ritche had a lease
Upon the school. He was the richest man of the (lay
And selfish, too. His wife, little Lorene Gray,
Weighed 750 pounds, but always had an open purse
Of gold for her old friend, Rita Cash, who was a nurse.
Baseball was the greatest sport, and all the boys would steal
A free pass to see the great swatter, Babe Lenox Mayfield.
He would knock the ball so far it would take a week
To follow in an aeroplane and reach the creek
Where it fell. Hallum Webb was the master
Of a circus of trained snakes. L. E. Seaman was a pastor
Of a church no larger than a cow stall.
But marvel my surprise, when I saw Mary Lou Hall
And beheld a Theda Bara, tall and slim.
She was wicked, she was bold, but as it was dim
She recognized me not. Then I saw
A mighty grocery store, thirty stories high,
Owned by Joe Harrington; his fame had reached the sky.
The most unkemp tramp that ever passed
Before my eye was Wilbur Jeter; his riches did not last.
I was feeling awful queer when I woke and found
That after all I was still on the ground.
Now, friends, although this has been only a dream, 'tis true;
Please don't let your future be any worse than I've pictured you.
I, c22 Ie
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Mineral Wells High School (Mineral Wells, Tex.). The Burro, Yearbook of Mineral Wells High School, 1922, yearbook, 1922; Mineral Wells, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth299181/m1/33/: accessed March 20, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Mineral Wells Heritage Association.