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The Crimson's Holiday Ode

Our Annual, Poetic Reflections on the Year Gone By

Right from the start we made a big dent

In The Crimson's communist side.

We believe you can't control rent

And so, we turned the red tide.

To be sure, it wasn't that easy

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To silence this paper's left wing;

Marx may make you and me queasy,

But here he was all but king.

On R-O-T-C we changed our view,

And then changed it right back once more.

Flip-flops like that, than God, were few;

Then again, who's keeping score?

Enough about us, there's more to say

'Bout the world beyond our front door.

So much went on from March to May,

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