Plaint of the BWAG Alphas
the tune of "When You and I Were Young, Maggie")
by Mary Geis
I wandered today
in the hills, Margaret,
Where first the BWAGs roamed;
The elk run free in the wildlands still
Where new BWAGS are cloned.
The young elk
race up the hill - no fear
For joints or heart or lung;
The old ones lead from the rear, oh dear!
And remember when they were young.
Yes, now we are
aged and gray BWAGs
Our day as Alphas nearly done;
The Betas will all lead the way, some day
And Omegas will rest in the sun.