There’s always a job for an engineer,
A bonanza for any technician;
We scour the country far and near
For the boys who are good at addition.
Money’s no object, we rush to bestow it
On science and people equipped to know it —
There’s always a job for an engineer
(But nobody wants a poet).
If you know your way ’round an atomic pile
Or the brain of a giant computer;
If you’re clever at guiding a guided missile
And can tell if a neutron is neuter —
Forget all the rest, boys, skip it, stow it,
Iambic pentameter? Who wants to know it?
There’s always a job for an engineer
(But nobody wants a poet).