t_longst@colby.UUCP (Thomas _. Longstaff) (09/15/89)
The following is a song I heard this summer--I persuaded the singer to share the lyrics; it's sung to the tune of "My Way". I DID IT THEIR WAY I came with all my books, lived in dorms, followed directions. I worked, I studied hard, met lots of folks who had connections. I crammed, they gave me grades, and may I say not in a fair way. But more, much more than this, I did it their way. I learned all sorts of things although I know I'll never use them. The courses that I took were all required, I didn't choose them. You'll find that to survive it's best to act the doctrinaire way. And so I buckled down and did it their way. Yes, there were times I wondered why I had to crawl when I could fly. I had my doubts, but after all, I clipped my wings, and learned to crawl. I had to bend, and in the end I did it their way. And so, my fine young friends, now that I'm a full professor Where once I was oppressed, now I've become the cruel oppressor. With me you'll learn to cope, you'll learn to climb life's golden stairway. What can I do? What can I do? Open your books. Read chapter two. And if it seems a bit routine, Don't come to me, go see the dean. As long as they give me my pay I'll do it their way. --Bob Blue -- Edited by Brad Templeton. MAIL, yes MAIL your jokes to funny@looking.ON.CA Attribute the joke's source if at all possible. I will reply, mailers willing. Remember: PLEASE spell check and proofread your jokes.