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Happy Holidays from Barnard 2015


In the city that never sleeps There are wrought-iron gates on 117th That hold more dreams than diamonds on a crown There’s a time when dreams come out to play Unfettered by the light of day When the stars align and we show no sign of
slowing down As the ground beneath us changes/ We move
to embrace it We are unafraid to make our mark/ And catch
the spark our founders lit Raise that torch and run with it/ Into 126,
this is it, this is here And we’re bigger, broader, bolder, stronger
than we’ve ever been As we’re ringing in the new year
(Badabababaaaa) As we’re ringing in the new year
(Badabababaaaa) As we’re ringing in the new year

Stephen Childs

4 Comments

  1. This turned out so well! Thank you Barnard Communications for putting this together, and Bacchantae for letting me crash!

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