‘Twas the moment of LOTL and all down the Lawn the students were stirring hot chocolate made strong The mob, it applauded — it cheered and it roared As singers concluded a capella song #44 Now, in silence, students started to murmur They knew what was coming–voices rose to a fervor What better way could they finish the night Than with a rave on a UNESCO World Heritage Site? The lights would flash, the glow sticks would fly There would be some sick pics from a drone flying by But then the students remembered something and groaned The rave wouldn’t start until after the poem. They knew what was coming — there wasn’t a question Of what the lighthearted poem would be sure to mention Jokes on each class, current events, maybe encouraging voters When students just wanted bright lights and Chainsmokers. Fourth-years begrudgingly listened one last time While first years strained to hear each clever rhyme One turned to another, shocked, and started to grin “I think Dean Groves just said something about Trin!” Yes, indeed, the Dean would make reference To all sorts of things students treated with reverence Yet beneath the event was a truth much less pleasant: Lighting of the Lawn also occurred August 11th But look! Atop the Rotunda, secret society symbols ignite IMPs, Zs, and 7s – who wouldn’t be inspired? All the work that they do, the letters and donations Even public declarations that ‘We must defeat racism.’ I supposed none of them have checked Facebook of late And seen the ads for groups intended solely to hate It can’t be denied, there remains ‘White Power’ banter Hopefully next year the 7s hang a bigger banner. Also, while we stand here on the Lawn Waiting for the end of the poem, always too long Have you ever thought about the fact that the University endorses and even sponsors anonymous groups that have clout over student life and even administrators? Blah blah blah blah, something something alligators. And what the hell’s up with how normal this feels? We had Nazis here like three and a half months ago. Eels. And don’t get me started on the Bicentennial celebration As U.Va. paraded fake student protestors with fake banners across the stage to celebrate the tradition of protest, U.Va. arrested three real student protestors with real banners actually continuing that tradition. What kind of institution is that? What kind of bullsh– Give me a second. Alright, I’m back, with much stronger eggnog F–k it, whatever, let’s sing the Good Ol’ Song Bring out the drone, play the generic pop-rock hit As long as we’re here, the Lawn may as well be lit.