A bunny munching in the garden, happy as could be,
Was startled by a hungry fox who pounced
on him with glee!
“Lunch!” the fox said, licking lips,
preparing for his feast,
(This shouldn’t come as a surprise; you
know they’re hungry beasts,)
But Bunny cried, “Don’t eat me! You must
wait a day or two.”
The fox, he frowned and stared. (He
thought the bunny’s brain askew!)
“Why must I wait?” old Foxy asked. And
Bunny said, “Because…
I’m finishing my thesis. The result will
give you pause.”
“What on earth could you write that would make me miss my
lunch?”
“‘The Superiority of Me o’er Things with
Teeth and Munch’.”
The fox, he laughed. “I’m greater far than
ever you could be!”
“Well come into my burrow, Fox, and you
and I will see!”
The fox just shrugged and followed Bunny
deep into his den,
Did not emerge and strangely, he was never
seen again.
A few days later, Bunny friend, again was
out about,
Was cornered by a wolf this time. (It
made him want to shout…)
Instead, he told the wolf exactly what
he’d told the fox,
Presenting to the predator what surely
would flummox,
Just like the fox, the wolf just laughed.
“What could a bunny do?
You know I’m far superior to all you
could construe!”
But Bunny shrugged, said, “Follow me!”
and led that wolf away,
And never more would wolf be seen right
to the present day!
A day or two went by and Bunny saw one
of his own,
A chap who’d witnessed both encounters,
wanted to be shown
This thesis mentioned--all about how
rabbits were so great,
Was it really true? Or did our Bunny
merely prate?
Bunny shrugged and led the way, down,
down into his lair,
Showed off the desk and clutter caused
by days of writing there,
A pile of fox bones to the left, with
wolf bones on the right,
And in between a well-fed lion, munching
a last bite…
The moral of this story’s clear, your
title doesn’t matter,
The subject and the research? Less
important than the latter,
What could you do that instantly makes you
the ‘thesis whiz’?
What’s most important has to be who your advisor is!
Love it! (I do feel a little sorry for the lion, though.)
ReplyDeleteIts all who you know!... Laurie
ReplyDeleteWhat an advisor...
ReplyDeleteHa!
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