I dissected a cow's eye
Today.
I cut the muscle from the pale ball
And cut that alabaster sphere
In half.
The cornea was as hard as a marble
And perfectly round
When I lifted it from
The ****** pale moon
That stared up at my scalpel.
It was a returning.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 9:27 AM UTC
I dissected a cow's eye
Today.
I cut the muscle from the pale ball
And cut that alabaster sphere
In half.
The cornea was as hard as a marble
And perfectly round
When I lifted it from
The ****** pale moon
That stared up at my scalpel.
It was a returning.
Written in my anatomy class
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