Trevor ended group meeting today with a poem, shared with all of you, below:
Publish or Perish
Writing a paper: what a time!
Copying’s easy, but it’s also a crime.
Making up thoughts is elusively hard,
Especially when others are ready to discard
The work that you’ve done in favor of better:
Poetics worthy of an Associate of Letters.
But sooner or later it’s sure to be through,
And you’ll slump in your chair with a well-deserved “Phew!”
The paper is done, and wasn’t it fun.
The next is sure to be written at the point of a gun.