La Phalene

I’m typing out this paper at the bloody crack of dawn
I’m adding in a comma every time I blink or yawn
I’m writing out this argument (although I’m sure it’s wrong)
My paper goes marching on!
The prof said fourteen pages, but it’s really more like ten
I’m using point 13 font size and a three inch margin
My thesis is so convoluted; it’s an exercise in zen
My paper goes marching on!
I’d be making lots of progress if it weren’t for my re-writes
There’s not a lot of substance but there’s an awful lot of cites
I put off till the deadline so I’m working through the night
My paper goes marching on!
I’m drinking so much coffee that it’s given me the shakes
Instead of seeing typos, I see spiders, I see snakes
I hope the TA’s blind, with all these spelling mistakes
My paper goes marching on!
My desk is full of backups and my printer out of ink
I haven’t done my laundry and I can’t even see my sink
They both look kind of promising- which says how much this stinks!
My paper goes marching on!