He walked in beauties, stuck it where he could,
out stood upon his field and then - handled his own woods.
Opposing teams would shake and quake, and
Tremble in his his midst. Brave Laurence of Chipperdom
Excelled on many lists. He's still there, and that's all
Right. We wish him well, and all. Those tomahawks can
Scalp the bust we'll find, disgusted, in the Hall.