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John Lewis

Today the warm and genial setting sun

Sets on a steadfast son

E'er on the altar

He stands for all of time

Lighting the hills with mellow hue

Then hurrah and hurrah

For a life well done

Showing us good trouble

In those mugshot smiles

No matter where we be

We shall still love thee

And fight with our voice

Our body

Our vote

Fisk!!

Our alma mater



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