Do you see the students TeX, TeXing our theses day and night?
We have been typing for so long that we've forgotten how to write.
When the aching of our wrists echoes the aching of our thumbs,
We just log out and clench our fists till tomorrow comes.

Did they have to gut an office, poke a hole in every wall,
Just to put a useless jack in every room in Eckhart hall?
The hundreds of wires that no one desires at all!

Do you see the students TeX? Say, do you see us try to print?
Shaking the toner cartridge up and down and brushing off the lint.
We are really very glad for all the money that you've spent,
But we get mad when zarquon cannot connect to dent.