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A long long time ago
I can still remember
How math used to be so fun
And I dreamt that I could be
The next Reid Barton or Ann Chi
And maybe I could be number one
But the lecture hall made me shiver
I slept through speeches Glenn delivered
Problem sets each morning
My counselor gave me warning
"Basement closes at midnight
You'll have to work upstairs tonight"
Then I had a terrible fright:
I'd work into the night...
Chorus:
Why, why on this problem set 9?
I've got my axioms and my postulates but not in Z-5
And I've got no idea why it has to be prime
And it's really, really past my bedtime
It's really, really past my bedtime.