A Poem about CaRMS... A Message from our Co-Chair
'Twas the night before CaRMS when all through the web,
Not a med student was sleeping, laptop glued to their head.
The letters were assigned to each program with care,
Knowing a program director soon would be there.
The students were pulling the hair from their head,
As CaRMS' faulty programming gave an "error message" again.
And "Where should I list this publication?" one asked,
"Who knows? Email CaRMS?! It's too late!" they all gasped.