Graduate School in Michigan
When you watch for a tractor to plow.
The tractor is lost to corrosion,
Your windows are small and frozen
Your books are big and boring
You feel claustrophobic on mornings
Professor today was annoying
Desire for science destroying
AI makes your computer crying
You beg, "please keep trying”
Dangerous problems to solve
Robots will never have souls
At nights you watched Internet
With neighbors who liked ballet
In this little town with snow,
Becoming networking pro
I would come here again
To remember my science reign
I would come back to classes
Where I learned this parataxis
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