Open Poetry #28 |
Ode To Biology |
Tequilia_Sunrise Senior Member
since 2003-02-19
Posts 612Lochalsh, Ontario, Canada |
For biolgy I must strive, Notebook chapeter 325, Getting up at 4:55, It is a wonder my poor brain is even alive. Disect your earth worm, And your crab, Clean up the tools, Write the lab. My level of patience is now rather sad, Taking notes is getting boring, Half the class is reduced to snoring, I slept so long I think it is morning. Over my text I must be pouring, Oh, someone please set me free, This is my ode to biology. |
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