Twas the night before, the night before Christmas, when all through the club
Not a creature was stirring, not even a cub;
The VKs were placed on the bartop with care,
In hopes that locals soon would be there;
The students were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of Red Card Wednesday danced in their heads.
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