6 PM, 31 October, 2009 | 4th floor College Hall
Once upon a six o’clock dreary,
While I pondered weak and weary
Over many quaint and curious volumes of forgotten lore,
While I pondered, nearly napping
Suddenly there came a tapping
As of someone gently chanting
Chanting at dear Philo’s door.
Tis the Vespertil, I shouted
This it is, and so much more!
Sic itur ad let’s have a good showing for the old boy’s 200th.
