Stopping by the Lab - A Poem

Following on from my last post, I got a request to have a go at sciencifying Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.


And so I give you Stopping by the Lab on a Summer Evening:

His lab it is, the boss I know.

He vacations in the summer though;

He will not see me stopping here

To finish papers before deadlines go.

My other friends must think it queer

To work without a supervisor near

Between the benches and piles of plates

The hottest evening of the year.

I give my newest samples a shake

Thinking there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the hum

Of incubators and plates that shake.

I dream of rest that’s long and deep

But I have promises to keep,

And hours to work before I sleep,

And words to write before I sleep.

I'm actually quite enjoying this new game, so I'd be open to other requests for songs or poems, preferably with direction on areas of science you'd like to include. I'm tempted to start trying some current events ones. The general ones might get a bit repetitive after a while. :S