Song from "Grad Student de LaMancha"

To dream the impossible dream,
To fight the unbeatable foe,
To bear with unbearable cash flow,
To live where the cops dare not go,
To write the unwritable dis,
To love pure and chaste with a sob ['cause who has time to date?],
To type when your hands are too weary,
To reach the unreachable job!

This is my quest to follow that star,
No matter how humbling, no matter how far,
To present my c.v.,
Without question or pause,
To be willing to plunge into debt
For collegiate applause.

And I know if I'll only be true
To this tenure-track quest,
That my loans will be paid off in full
When I'm laid to my rest.

And the world shall be better for this [yeah, sure],
That one gal, score and jeered by the mob,
Still strove with her last credit transaction
To reach the un-reach-a-ble job!