With apologies to Clement Moore _
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all though the school
Not a creature was stirring, except maybe a tuition increase fool.
The Student Life building was planned with care
In hopes that board approval would soon be there.
The administrators were snug in their offices ‘twas said
While visions of fee increases danced in their heads.
And Henley with her briefs and La Tourette with his cap,
ad settled their plans with student fees taking the rap.
When out on the square there arose such a clatter
They sprang from the office to see what was the matter.
Away to the window they flew like the Flash
Tore open the shutters and threw open the sash.
MLK on the crest of new-fallen snow
Gave the luster of a mid-day protest below.
Then what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a student protest which incited fear
With such passion, so lively and moot
Henley said to herself, “Oh shoot.”
More rapid that eagles their coursers they came
They whistled and shouted, said what they claimed.
To the top of the square with a lot of grumblings,
“If you think we’re going to pay for this you got another thing coming.”
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall
The administration said, “This is not going to be a ball.”
As they drew in their heads and were turning around
Up to Altgeld the protesters were bound.
They were dressed in black, from head to toe
Coming to Altgeld to show they were P.O.’d.
And so in the end, the protesters left no doubt
That the new Student Life building is something they can do without.
But the administration after being reprimanded
Still hadn’t listened to what the students demanded.
The administration said in the wee hours of late,
“We’ll propose it again—after they graduate.”
College Republicans secretary