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Twas the Night Before Auction

December 22, 2010 — 

Twas the night before auction, when all through the hall
Warren was hustling, preparing for the ball.
The items were sorted in preparation
Of Monday's event supporting the Foundation.

Thomas Burkgren was nestled all snug in his bed,
While visions of high bidders danced in his head.
And Sue in her jammies, and Lee in his cap,
Had just settled in for a short evening's nap.

When out in the hall there arose such a clatter,
Tom sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
When, what to his wondering eyes did arose,
But Snelson in a Gator blaring tunes from a Bose.

The little old driver holding pilsners and ice,
He rounded the corner like lightning at Jack Trice.
Wearing headphones and eating Uplands cheddar,
He was reading an iPad and never looked better.

Tom, Sue and Lee all were prepared to give chase
When they noticed the art displayed in the space.
A print by Donsker, another by Ms. Hanson
And Hogg's wooden sow looked mighty handsome.

It was then when they noticed what matters,
A trail of 500 pink sow catheters!
They ran to the auction room full of woe and fright,
Only there they beheld a spectacular sight.

Spread out on the tables were items galore.
So many were there they even covered the floor.
Karen, Tracy and Tina had it down to a tee
To support the Foundation of AASV.

[If you're interested in donating an item to the Foundation, we have extended the donation deadline until December 31. So, there's no excuse -- and now you've got something to do with that third pig tie you got for Christmas. Visit the auction website to view the auction items or to make a donation!]