Professor Poems - Poems about Professor

I’ve studied the matter, compared statistics, evaluated lives with unbiased prejudices, my research and facts painstakingly sourced – though four times married, four times divorced – call me daft, incompetent, or feckless my conclusions are sound not reckless, and the indisputable truth that emerges? Men and women make the worse marriages....

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D o N otation A ggregation V irology I ntruiging R rescearch O pening L itmus O n G ene Y eild L eading U niversity C onceptualiser M aking O bservatation N arrating T transmission A ctually G rappling I ntensivly N ew E ra R researcher ...

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ms. deborah digges ms. deborah digges died today plunged to the earth and they found her that way she took her complex thoughts of simplicity and buried them in the soil of the university i suppose like most who take their own lives we will never know the real cause of her death but when one leaps from a building so high it...

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Stalwart Artz Burkhardt, a tackler of problems, it was right At the heart.. Of how as a professional he did his work; luminary.' In the face of an epidemic; He did not shirk.' He organised Fifteen cadavers to autopsy and re-search, the result of injections he set to work.' He knew the innocent bodies could not lie.'...

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quot: "The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.".. Khalil I met him at a square dance, beneath the stars, A square of joy where laughter filled the air. Not long before he saw beyond my scars,...

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be creative the professor said I thought I was what did I do wrong? I did not mean THAT creative, he told me. In a stern, mean condescending way. The trouble is, I do not know how to be less creative. And why would I want to? Albert Einstein said, "Creativity is Intelligence having fun." If there is anyone who wants to garnish more...

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Eighty percent of all living creatures… are females? I guessed. The professor gave me a frown. May I finish? He asked me. Sure, I agreed. But I guessed a second time. Guessing trees. Because they are living, right? The scientist was irritated now. I had apparently ruined his train of thought. He finally spit out that eighty percent of all living things on earth are...

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'Twas the night before Christmas and outside was blizzardly Mrs Claus was busy hanging baubles on the Christmas tree Santa felt cold and shivery and was succumbing to the flu And told Mrs Claus "I'm feeling ill, what am I going to do?". She was giving it some thought then Santa started to cuss Saying "If I don't deliver the...

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My professor is the weirdest for a cat Ginger said. He acts like he is out of his ever-loving head. Of course, she turned and who was right behind her? An irritated cat with an ugly growling purr....

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Curriculum of praise Amazement out done Theory of understanding Knowledge sustaining Discipline divine Professor so kind Patient and humble Guided through mistakes It is never too late Turning wrong into right It happens day and night Teachings 24 hours overview All the spiritual student has to do is pursue Whatever you don’t understand becomes explained Detail to detail Without fail When in doubt, it is Faith that works it out Closer to...

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"Associate Professor Emeritus Richard D. Slick, PhD" ahhh ohh not an ode to a once known dare i say friend but professor the hours i went and spent during office hours for his were not his but ours materialistic decisions & Lit at it's best best discussed face to face without traces of but one mistake made when others would enter and say: "Excuse me Doctor Slick" ... and with that that's when he would say, "Please, I'm not a M.A.S.H. surgeon or even general practitioner. Not a doctor. Just Dick Slick...

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In GDC Doda, where knowledge resides, There's a professor, a beacon, who guides. His name is Prof. Manjeet Singh Sir, An inspiration, his wisdom to admire. With passion ablaze, he enters the room, His presence commands, dispelling gloom. In the English department, he takes his stand, A master of words, with gentle command. Through sonnets and prose, he weaves a tale, Unravelling secrets, making...

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Poems for Poets VI Caveat by Michael R. Burch If only we were not so eloquent, we might sing, and only sing, not to impress, but only to enjoy, to be enjoyed. We might inundate the earth with thankfulness for light, although it dies, and make a song of night descending on the earth like bliss, with other lights beyond—not to be known— but only...

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PROFESSOR POETS These are poems about professor poets and other “intellectuals” who miss the main point of poetry, which is to connect with readers via pleasing sounds and the communication of emotion as well as meaning. Professor Poets by Michael R. Burch Professor poets remind me of drones chasing the Classical queen's aging bones. With bottle-thick glasses they still see to...

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The Professor had put in fifty years at the University of Dell. It is time to step down, said those who did not know him well. He began to teach chess, piano, and the art of puzzle making too. These hobbies kept him alive and entertaining until the age of ninety-two. I will go out on my...

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