Zinc In Meals
With this substance a lot to link,
If only one would clearly think
But nothing between Zinc and school’s ink
Nor voyaging vessels that sink:
Perhaps the gray of oysters, not pink…
We all should crave the mineral Zinc.
You ask me to explain i’ll blink
But a doctor gives you a wink
Of guys about to glasses clink:
‘Please, Zinc show in your food and drink
Or you’ll betray soon, the Doink:
A pity you’ll start an oink,
For off I shall not fail to slink…
Zinc important to taste and smell,
Meals releasing no smell you tell,
Cooked stew without aroma hell:
Fried chicken without same won’t sell…
And then one’s wounds that should heal
Zinc knows how to with them deal
About these doctors do not twice think,
Because it is Medicine, not its brink.
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