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Native Fly: Biochemistry

Of which I study
Results never encouraging
Should I be bionic
For you to accept wit
Day and night
Robber of an off day
No rest
My witty wit been dead beaten
Oh … Biochemistry; It is not that am lazy
Back in space remember
Remember, my forefathers never studied
Yet they knew the usefulness of flavones
Including consequences of starvation
And added vegetables to their dishes
Genetics and traits
Its bug is demonic
Body a temple
They had no concern with metabolism
However, palm wine sharpened their vision
Crops grew by the pathway
They knew not of the simple-complex pathways
Now I cram and draw structures
Of sugary sugar, chlorophylls, fats, and proteins
Who sent me down this pathway?
Unto the last-minute on the pathway
You can never be the last-ditch
You can never be my last wish
We shall split wit like the last slice
Biochemistry the brainteaser
It is not that am lazy
Results never encouraging
Metabolism they understood not. But energy.
Glycolysis big grammar, lipolysis a misery
Oh … Biochemistry; it is not that am lazy.

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