Stopping in the Labs on a Shady Night
--Shantanu Gangal ;)
Whose labs this is, I think I know.
He lives with his LAN, though;
He will not see me stopping here
As his wards squirm around in fear.
All my wingmates think it queer
As they miss my effervescent cheer
Between the courses and labs around
My room PC, is rarely working found.
I take a break from a dull screen
As I recall my passed away teen.
I think of them Miss; I miss,
All for a bright careers' sheen.
The labs are hot, humid, and bleak,
But I have deadlines to meet,
And loads to code before I sleep,
And loads to code before I sleep.
For best results, hum it to the tune of Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening .[If It wasnt obvious yet!]
9 comments:
And miles to "fly" before i crash
And miles to "fly" before i crash!!!
:P
@shreyas --
Nice work :)
Who made it?
the whole abab scheme of the poem is just sooo kiddish!!:)but decent enuf!!
@sweet-angel:
Fair enuf and thanks!
well...ahem ahem..i did if thts wot u meant by 'who made it?'. unlike u, didnt hv the guts to sign my name under it:P
if that was not wot u meant n u were askin bout the original...then the poor guy is frost again.
& who wud u Mr. DiploBast be?
well the question is ..how many diplobasts do u know? :)
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