Thesis

by joetwo

Type, type, type

Reams of meaningless tripe

That I must has become my new gripe

But the deal is thus, I must type

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Draw, draw, draw

Until my fingers go raw

I am now so far past the last straw

That I’ve entered insanity’s maw

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Graph, graph, graph

Sometimes it just makes me laugh

That I think there is wheat in this chaff

And will show it for all in a graph.

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Read, read, read

Until my both my eyeballs bleed

Did someone else say this indeed?

‘Cause a reference for that I do need.

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