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350 Years of Christmas

As Santa waited for the printout to come,

He pondered the list--juicy gifts went to some.

Others, of course, got the coals they deserved,

A fine, fine tradition once more was preserved.

Back to the flight pad, papers in hand,

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And as he took off from the white frozen land,

Santa extended his good Christmas cheers,

To Harvard and world for fifty more years.

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