T' was C.S.C. that made my mind obscure
Bestowed to me a benighted soul
Almost a quarter score year in her environment
Is a lifetime bitter sentiment
Self - actualized life by life's billow
A polished life in sight
Humane deed, scientia y virtud's heir
Could not stand such scornful air
Pedagogical entities with strife in mind
Members of sophomores alike
Shrug shoulders, hardly speaks maieutic
Easily slanders name in public
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