Biology Blues
Today was the worst day ever,
Just ask my good buddy Trevor -
We’re partners in our Science lab
(A room that couldn’t be more drab).
Guess what we had to do today?
Cut up a frog, to our dismay!
Trev is vegan and I hate blood
(When I see it my insides flood);
So when Miss Smith gave us a knife,
We said “How ‘bout detention for life?”
Miss Smith laughed and shook her head no,
And our poor hearts were filled with woe.
With dizzy heads we made a cut
(I’ll admit that my eyes were shut);
When the frog squelched I gave a shout,
And together we blacked right out…
I don’t care if I never pass -
I’m not going back to that class!
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