To you that Princess fair
Upon whose self do all men stare
To you this ode I freely give
So that your name may always live
Immortal, pretty Kitty
To watch you is a joy indeed
Most when you happily do feed
Upon canteen confectionary
Cream buns to you when once in sight
Do fill your face with sheer delight
Those eyes, how they do open wide
As down the creamy contents slide
That walk
How that is done uniquely
That slender form does sway so sleekly
That heads from doorways fast do pour
As Kitty walks the corridor
The ideal student
No not Kitty
But in this fact there lies no pity
For to the college she contributes
Far superior attributes!