Skeleton
Something we don’t wish to meet,
Also, what we won’t want to greet.
We might start feeling its past heat,
When skeleton had heart with a beat…
For all its seeming friendly grin
Any returned smile Holy Sin;
Drinkers of juice ask for gin
The sight: one hell of a sharp pin
At a corner found a skeleton
You’d swear used had been guillotine;
Now, you don’t need news bulletin:
The sober nor highfalutin…
A focus of Anatomy
“Physique don’t judge like a dummy,”
Interested too Biology
But not like Demonology...
Surprise ceases ‘Man is erect:
Whoever doubts it you correct.
To Biology Lab, direct
But a glad meeting don’t expect.
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