This is the day on which I’m going to hand in the Dratted Diss!
One, two! One, two! And through and throughHer vorpal printer went snicker-snack!She picked up the pages and with them,Galumphed to the book-binders!
At last she’s slain the Dratted DissAnd we can chortle with joy!
Is that cake I smell baking?
Congratulations! That’s such an accomplishment!
And there was much rejoicing…
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