The Brownies’ Thanksgiving Game

THE BROWNIES’ THANKSGIVING GAME
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Sometimes excitement ruled the band
Till every Brownie took a hand,
And pulled and pushed about and ran
To interfere with some one’s plan
Still keeping this in mind the while
The ball was somewhere in the pile
In shape of “V” some rushed together
And managed to advance the leather,
But opposition would set in
Ere they a rod of space could win,
And every one upon the ground
In half a minute would be “downed”
At times touch-downs” would fol- low fast,
And hard-earned goals be reached at last

Then some would “fumble” and im- pair
Their chances of a victory there
Some by a drop kick won applause
And took success from fallure’s jaws
While others by a “punt” would raise
From every throat unstinted praise
Thus Brownies played both fast and free
As even match as one could see,
Until the dusk of evening came
Across the sky and stopped the game
Even those who had not strength to go
Except on crutches bending low,
Or else on stretchers quickly made,
Received at once some friendly ald
From others mindful of distress
Who in the game had suffered less
For all their wounds they felt repaid
And THAT’S the way the Brownies played