About Me, Poem Form:
Long though I toiled in The Tower Of the City of Knowledge A faithful acolyte of Science
There was always in The wilds Howling a Dark Mistress.
But I did love my home That I spent my youth Serving one
and denying The Other Forced a crisis
(times known as “Formatting
your Dissertation” will do
this to even the most
So I set forth to meet her Clandestinely And at night; my lab Coat upon a hook
Proof of my daily return As I journey I laugh At myself,
Well done, you: Seek the sole pursuit Less lucrative
than Academic research:
Let this be a record of The Journey.
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