The researcher's prayer

Grant, O God, Thy benedictions
On my theory's predictions
Lest the facts, when verified,
Show Thy servant to have lied.

May they make me B.Sc.,
A Ph.D. and then
A D.Sc., and F.R.S.,
A Times Obit. Amen.

O Lord, I pray, forgive me please,
My unsuccessful syntheses,
Thou know'st, of course -- in Thy position --
I'm up against such competition.

Let not the hardened Editor,
With referee to quote,
Cut all my explanation out
And print it as a Note.