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The 12 Days of Research

 

 

 

On the first day of research,
My Prof, he said to me,
Make us a cup of tea

On the second day of research,
My Prof, he said to me,
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the third day of research
My Prof, he said to me,
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the fourth day of research
My Prof, he said to me,
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the fifth day of research
My Prof, he said to me,
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the sixth day of research
My Prof, he said to me,
Plagiarize some papers
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the seventh day of research
My Prof, he said to me
Go to Summer school
Plagiarize some papers
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you
Make us a cup of tea

On the eighth day of research
My Prof, he said to me
Get some bloody funding
Go to summer school
Plagiarize some papers
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the ninth day of research
My Prof, he said to me
No I haven’t read it
Get some bloody funding
Go to summer school
Plagiarize some papers
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the tenth day of research
My Prof, he said to me
Where’s your bloody thesis
No I haven’t read it
Get some bloody funding
Go to summer school
Plagiarize some papers
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the eleventh day of research
My Prof, he said to me
Pull yourself together
Where’s your bloody thesis
No I haven’t read it
Get some bloody funding
Go to Summer school
Plagiarize some papers
TAKE an M.S.
Fabricate some data
Tutor three new students
Who the hell are you?
Make us a cup of tea

On the twelth day of research
My Prof , he said to me:
AT LEAST YOU’VE GOT YOUR B. S. DEGREE

Hang On

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will
When the road you’re trudging seems uphill
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest, you must – but don’t you quit
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As everyone of us sometimes learns
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out
Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow
You might succeed with another blow
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
It’s when things seem worst,
That you must not quit!