Oh! Dear Professor
May thy soul in perfect peace rest
Till we join thee in eternal rest
Oh you icy hands of terror
What is it you have done in error?
This life of Awoonor you’ve taken
The world cannot pardon
Sometime in September
Forever will be a day to remember
When death, from our grip
Snatched a part of our rib
From this life, Terror we must fight
To purge our world of this fright
This violence, that holds us to the marrow
And leaves us with an uncertain tomorrow.