Boy of Harvard (Parody Version of Men of Harlech)
Boy of Harvard
(To the tune of Men of Harlech)
Boy of Harvard, what's your story?
Tell her now or you'll be sorry.
A gorgeous lass stands before ye,
Hear ye not her call?
At your pause, she seems to wonder;
Rend your teenage fears asunder,
Let your heart's a-deaf'ning thunder
Answer her love's call.
Kisses need exchanging
Passions loudly waking;
Till your young hearts beat as one,
The mourning soul is breaking;
Fears on every side assailing
Onward march with heart unfailing,
Make her see your love prevailing,
Cobras never fall!
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