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The Octopus Is a wily beast
And they reach beyond the sea ; But when he would get beneath his paw The old Jayhawker crew, Like Gilroy's kite they made him fly Until he reached the blue. The Octopus is a wise old beast A wise old beast is he; And he has outwitted men and states, And nations long called free Put when he spread his slimy form Out toward the woolly west, The Kansas legislator gave His tall an awful twist. The Octopus is a mighty beast A mighty beast is he ; He thought to rule with lordly sway In every land and sea But when he roamed on Kansas soil, With his high-stepping gait, A Kansas cyclone came along And swept him from the state. The Octopus of the Standard brand Is a robber big and bold, Worse than a million Robin Hoods, That highwayman of old; And when he called a Kansas man To hold his hands up high, He got a solar plexus blow And a bulging big black eye. __J. M. Cavaness. |
Jayhawker Juleps
J. M. Cavaness
(Chanute: Tribune Pub. Co. 1913)
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