‘Twas the week before Christmas, when all across campus,⁠ Our students had departed, Alumni Lawn a blank canvas.⁠ ⁠ Pratt and Denmark and Kingsley were still,⁠ Even in Anderson, the air held a chill.⁠ ⁠ At home you were snuggled away in your beds⁠ While visions of finals were gone from your heads.⁠ ⁠ But Diane in her apron, and I with my dogs,⁠ Were missing you dearly, even your memes and your blogs.⁠ ⁠ Click the link in our bio to read the full poem!