Embroidered on my underwear,
my tea-shirts and my socks,
boldface on my bumper sticker:
"Proud Grad of Hard Knocks."
It left me wiser than an owl,
more clever than a fox.
I bagged a double doctorate
cum laude from Hard Knocks.
Some say that Cambridge is the best,
some say that Oxford rocks,
but they can't hold a candle to
the College of Hard Knocks.
Bring me all your Harvard men
and I will clean their clocks
so someday they can also claim
"I studied at Hard Knocks."
Last edited by Roger Slater; 03-30-2010 at 09:15 AM.
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