6:30 Degree
by Walter K Belt
(reprinted from the Eastern Star News, Oct 15, 1940)
You may have a skillful Master
Who presides with practiced ease,
Who arranges clever programs
That will entertain and please,
One who calls in witty speakers;
Who knows his way about;
But a lavish Junior Warden
Is the boy who brings them out!
You may have a good degree team
Where each member knows his part.
Drilled to function as a unit
With especial skill and art,
With the finest of equipment,
Jewelled crown and sumptuous shroud;
But a groaning banquet table
Is the bait that draws the crowd!
Did I say I was different?
If the truth must be confessed,
Much as I like work and speeches,
I'm as hungry as the rest;
And the ones they put in pudding
Are my favorite kind of "Plumb";
When the cry is "Come and get it!"
Gangway, slowpokes! Here I come.
And A J Disbrow had this to say about the Fork and Knife
Degree
I do not attend the meetings
For I've not the time to spare
But every time they have a feast
You will surely find me there;
I cannot help with the degrees
For I do not know the work,
But I can applaud the speakers
And handle a knife and fork.
I'm so rusty in the ritual,
That is seems like Greek to me,
But practice has made me perfect
in the Knife and Fork Degree
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