T’was the Tribe

T’was sophomore year and all thru Landrum hall

Students were remembering good times from the fall

They were studying, chatting and working with care

With hopes that someday they would leave their mark there

Midnight Wawa raids when they should be tucked in bed

Neon marathon outfits from the 80’s still aren’t dead

Sunken Garden days, an impromptu birthday rap

Blindfolding, barn dancing, and going off the map

When out on the terrace arose such a clatter

Only Rancers dancing, it was really no matter

All around campus we ran in a flash

AMP worked for hours to throw a concert bash

Fireworks and Yule Log made their faces glow

As they took a break from finals to dance out in the snow

When what to everyone’s surprise should appear?

But the Green and Gold dance, the fun doesn’t stop here…

With a group of 15 so lively and quick

We knew in a moment this night would be sick

Sure students were packed in from window to wall

But no one even cared we were having a ball

Post dancing to Dunkin’ Donuts we came

So fast the cashier could not call out each name

Now seniors! Now juniors! Now sophomores and freshmen

On Revely! On Ambler! On admissions and wren!

And then there was sweater night and pancakes, oh my

Caroling, boxing and photo booth time

They looked at the calendar and oh how time flew

Swem dates, Sadler sits, and Aromas coffee too

To all of the students, I give you mad props

We’re finished with finals, but the fun never stops

What good times we’ve had when I begin to look around

And the joy that we’ll see as we’re second semester bound

So cheers to a year that has truly been the best

To friendship and laughter, a life full of zest

But I must exclaim before I send this out of sight

Merry Christmas to my Tribe, and to all a good night!