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The Trifecta award is an imaginary award that does not exist, has never existed, and will never exist. It is given to students who have held leadership roles in all branches of the Skule™ trinity: [[Skule Cannon]], [[Lady Godiva Memorial Bnad]], and the [[Brute Force Committee]]. <br /><br />==List of recipients==<br />{| class="wikitable"<br />|-<br />! Name<br />! Discipline<br />! Cannon<br />! LGMB<br />! BFC<br />|-<br />| Simon André<br />| Indy 1T8+PEY<br />| Chief Attiliator<br />| D(r)umb Majur(k)<br />| Filling Rolls<br />|-<br />| A.J. Paul LaPrairie<br />| Min 5T0<br />| Chief Attiliator<br />| Bnad Leedur<br />| Mario Baker<br />|-<br />|}<br />[[Category:Skule Trinity]]
I met a traveller from an antique land<br />Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone<br />Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,<br />Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,<br />And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,<br />Tell that its sculptor well those passions read<br />Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,<br />The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:<br />And on the pedestal these words appear:<br />'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:<br />Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'<br />Nothing beside remains. Round the decay<br />Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare<br />The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Latest revision as of 15:29, 25 February 2020

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.