I am the very model of a Harvey Mudd professional. I have a great obsession which lies in the small and technical. My love was engineering, both the civil and electrical: But then I took E54 and saw it wasn't practical.
I started out in physics but then rhinos stopped attracting me. I took CS and now I yearn to burn Bill Gates in effigy. My friends mistook my sickly, ghostly pallor for a powdered mime. And I discovered what a simple bug can do to running time.
As fall wore on I started to love unis more than bicycles. My newfound ScrippSie GirlFriend was as frigid as an icicle. And I knew that even Jupiter inside his mighty pantheon Could never overcome a ratio of nearly pi to one.
I cowed my Hum professor with my webs of cunning sophistry I took the lectures as a chance to up my nodding off-istry I knew not of the difference 'twixt Diderot and Sophocles And learned that pass or fail is not a prop but a necessity.
And when you see I think that Western culture is a heavy load And when I think that laundry's an offense against the honor code And when my interests capture me and I become obsessional You'll see I am the model of a Harvey Mudd professional.