Poetry for Pre-meds

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You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

(Wild Geese, by Mary Oliver)

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I want to be a doctor and get into medical school
But I don't want proctor and met into bedical, fool!
Just let me in because I am the law!
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Then mario got the super flower power
and used fireballs to warm the shower
Life, a pale wasteland of death and despair
Rotting teeth in a jar sold at the fair
The quiet beating of my brain
expodes like an explodey thing

(Wild Geese II: The Revenge of the Sith Lords and also Joey, by Mary Oliver)
 
I like it,
you spiked it
just like a
rotweila
colla -
you oughta
publish
dis rubbish.

poems, the anti-drug
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
 
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Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a man with a camera that couldn't say no

and then he died from septic shock.

The nitric oxide he made were what caused him to fade

you see, while nitric oxide is an oxidative species that macrophages and neutrophils can make in response to pathogens, they also serve a large role in cellular signaling, especially in arterial epithelial cells.

His estate was divided amongst those he confided

but none of them really cared about the man with the camera, they only befriended him to hear tales of his wild photographing adventures.

They all took his cash and then left in a dash

each of them owed an immense amount of money to their lenders because while none of them were particularly well off, the stories that the photographer would tell often inspired them to partake in intercontinental travel.

And sitting in financial afterglow, they all forgot about the man with the camera that couldn't say no.
 
When the monitor showed runs of V-tach,
The doc gave Joe's sternum a whack.
With a look of surprise,
Old Joe opened his eyes.
Then he said, "My, it's good to be back!"


Fred's catheter tubing hung down,
Off the bed, barely clearing the ground.
Then his doc, Cindy-Lou,
Hooked the tube with her shoe.
Fred's yell was heard all over town!
 
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