Poem -
Science Friction
Naughty naughty boy
plucking the wings off flies
Says he tortures for science
A noble experiment
to expand the bounds
of human knowledge
Quantifying extreme reactions
into his pain database
for future analysis
of the now flightless specimens
who hop around perplexed
with angry demands
to immediately see
the sadist in charge
of their pointless agony
that has forever grounded
bitter them
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Comments
Hello Steve...
Dissecting in Science...
The first thing I had to do was my last...
I told my Parents I'm going to fail Science...
I don't mind labeling but, I'm not going to look at the insides...
My Parents said they expect someone who looks for injured things to help them so they can try and survive to cut something up?
My Parents said don't worry about it...
Do what what you can do...
I said it's 40% of my Grade...
They said...
Do they want to clean up the floor after you get sick?
Good point...
I passed the Class anyway...
I did extra credit work...
The Note my Mother wrote was very helpful too...
She had her own way with words I'm sure...
She put it in a sealed envelope and I never did find out what she wrote...
Memories...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong Ice Queen
Thanks for the kind words... I had the same revulsion when I was in school to dissecting frogs and such
Hello Steve...
We probably would have been friends in Class...
No one else around you had a problem with it did they?
That's how it was for me...
I still went on searching and trying to save the injured...
Just because you're alone doesn't mean you're lonely...
The kids looked at me and laughed...
I looked at them and got sick...
It's all in the perception?
Thank you again...