Tell me you aren’t blushing while reading this.

We really are just like Euphoria but without the drugs or sex or crime or drama or…

You know, like a record!

Today, your little weekly invite to the ~hottest~ club on campus is wrapped up in a little poem! Fun!

Your Aunt Cheryl already said she was coming; you might as well come too.

Take a quick break from quantum mechanical anthropology or whatever and remember your educational roots!

Attending Bwog’s Open Meeting will have you shouting “Ye!”

Had to bust out the old thesaurus for this one.

Bwog wants you at tonight’s open meeting more than I want Speak Now (Taylor’s Version).

Get out your magnifying glass and put on your thinking cap for this one…

Why “Shout” when you can attend Bwog’s Open Meeting?

Just like the sun, Bwog is hot.

Five seconds of reading, one hour of meeting, a lifetime of memories.

This beautiful poem is coming right from the heart. You, beautiful human, are coming to tonight’s Open Meeting.

Short and sweet—less and more like Open Meetings.