The Trials and Tribulations of a Ph.D. student

Once I was young,

And wild and free

As carefree as can be,

Now I am a slave,

Growing old and gray,

Burdened by society.

“To revolutionize my field”

I said,

Is my true aspiration,

But here I sit

In pools of sweat,

The fruits of perspiration.

Someday I’m sure

That I will be

More famous than Curie!

But first I must find

Something more worthwhile

Than a Ph.D. degree!!