IN THE SWiNG . . . OF THINGS . . . WITH
. . . Those hours in the grill . . . and scrambling for seats at "customary" tables . . . cokes and jokes . . . catting AND ratting . . . campus romances which budded, blossomed, or broke up . . . coffee, Camels, and coeds . . . the pushing and picking for favorite frosh . . . none of whom made standings . . .
Hats, heels, and hose for stilted sorority socials . . . best foot forward, a mutual must . . . rushees smiling through countless cokes . . . and tarnished trophies were deftly dusted . . . "Paddle" was a nasty noun . . . "Hotbox"  an unmentioned unmentionable . . . handshakes were endless agony . . . but RUSHING was the keynote . . . and only the WANTED were wonted.