Industrially Educated Poem by Abigail Pastor
Industrially Educated
I have no mind to theorize
Just give me facts to memorize
I'll cram and jam them in my brain
A list, a date, a word, a name
I have no wish to analyze
To seek out truth, to seek out lies
Career and wealth will still remain
Once I've forgotten knowledge gained
I have no longing to be wise
I'll do my time, collect my prize
I've had four years in which to train
I taught myself to play the game
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