Friday, February 3, 2012

XXIII anatomy

Anatomy you're kicking all my glutes,
From max. to med. to little minimus,
You only deal in bony absolutes,
Your humerus is not so humorous.
It's getting on my last sciatic nerve,
How much of you there is to memorize:
Like all the ways in which a spine can curve,
My brain is just as tired as my eyes.
From C7 (that's cervical) to tail,
I've got to find and number every bone,
At "lumbo sacral" all my senses fail,
"Oh what a piece of work is man!" I moan.
   This list is just the tip of the iceberg,
    Leave my deeper functions alone, you perve.

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