Yo Yo, Mansfield Represent.
Although many of you may not know it, I consider myself a poet,
And when I give my rhymes its like fluid in a pipe - I like to flow it.
But there's societal shear stress, pushing back at me
But no matter how fast I spit lines they still affect my profile in velocity
Yet no matter how much they make my skin friction crawl
They can't compete against a potentially inviscid poetic addiction at all
If you have a central passion, you'll always find boundary interference
But overcoming this stereotyping drag is just the human experience
So I'm thinking you should wake up from your slumber, go out there and do it,
Or just go drinking and be like Reynold's with his number - never counting units.
Just do whatever it is you want without resistance, regret or fear
After all, you are the person in the know, you are the central flow, you are an Engineer.
And when I give my rhymes its like fluid in a pipe - I like to flow it.
But there's societal shear stress, pushing back at me
But no matter how fast I spit lines they still affect my profile in velocity
Yet no matter how much they make my skin friction crawl
They can't compete against a potentially inviscid poetic addiction at all
If you have a central passion, you'll always find boundary interference
But overcoming this stereotyping drag is just the human experience
So I'm thinking you should wake up from your slumber, go out there and do it,
Or just go drinking and be like Reynold's with his number - never counting units.
Just do whatever it is you want without resistance, regret or fear
After all, you are the person in the know, you are the central flow, you are an Engineer.
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I'm going back and archiving all my pre-2013 poems (in 2025). This poem was written as a response to a challenge by our lecturer (I believe Thomas Povey) - he acknowledged fluid mechanics wasn't the most interesting, so he set a poetry competition for us with a fluid mechanics them. I remember there being a lot of limericks and inuendo. He read them all the others with great comedic effect - but then got me to perform mine (and gave me a bag of M&Ms as a min-prize). I seem to recall him saying it was one of the first non-ironic submissions he'd ever received. He then said I was second place "to a poem that rhymed Emile Heskey with Jet Ski" (although that's the only quote from the poem he gave). I'll take it.
