Biology Class: Poem
I am here, and you are there.
I have the love for me and you.
You have to believe, it is true.
How do you reach out for satisfaction
To understand the realization?
I think that you need a cover
To stay on the same pathway with a lover.
I know that you want the best,
And I cannot fail the test.
Finals counts only for twenty percent.
If I get old,
It is nature's fold
And biology's ball.
After bright and rich fall
Comes winter season's call.
Tomshinsky@2025
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