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Written by H.W. Pracht
For the love that we all bear out brothers,
This toast I am giving here;
Tonight they are near,
Our school chums so dear,
And we'll yearn for them each day:
But the pride of our hearts is our chapter:
Oh, the days we've spent with her.
Though we roam far away
Still our hearts will always stay
With you, dear Theta Chi
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