July 28, 1991.
Written while waiting to board a flight back 
from San Jose to Chicago and then on the flight.

Professor Knuth
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Professor Knuth
  Knows all the truth
But he cannot tell
 In a nutshell


Professor Knuth               (added on Dec 10, 1992, SAMI workshop)
  is the one whom I admire
'cause he keeps working
And nothing lets him tire


When he decides to write
  without any freight
He judges them right
  And places just tight

He summarizes the bible
  with a new title
Showing me, a Scienty'             (a scientist)
  A new way to almighty

He is tallet than any elm
  In the computer realm
Oh! so humble does he sound
  Above the vast ground

He can manipulate the Kimbals
  As well as the symbols
Syntax and semantics
  Soon become his antiques

With pipes he can mean
  What Bach could ever dream
He can fill any scene
With golden cream



In him I would trust
  Underneath my frail crust
Be it bits or bytes
  Or the common man plights

Arise and awaken
  Dear scientists of the world
And add to his glory
By shunning the false fury

What can I do
  to repay my debt
to the person whose kind
I never have met

Errors does he commit
  Without any doubt a bit
But he announces them to learn
  What we'all would yearn

Beauty is his love
  Be it a font or a Dove
In it he finds
  The truth with which he rhymes

Whether CS becomes
  A science with the drums
His humor and wit
  will forever get into the hums

He laughs and he smiles
  On dangerous bends he writes
What you and me do not know
  But sooner or later will get it right

Can tyou count his jokes ?
  Oh no..that's an exercise
If you get over the pokes
Soon you will find him precise

Jill may put him on the hook
  for using footnotes in a book
But Don gets off alright
using humility and slight






I have met the wise
  Also those in disguise
But Knuth's glory will rise
  Beyond the eternal cries
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