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A chemistry poem

Here I am on a lab

Missing a thing called love

A Bunsen burner was how they call

This thing called me is where I fall

...They often said I’m benzene

They often call me sweet

They’ve better call me dangerous

For danger when touched by heat

Aromatic hydrocarbon

In which I use to abandon

This thing made me amaze

And the way that I just gaze

I really enjoy this phenomenon

to occurrence of Brownian motion

I think that I shall give a notion

That this maybe was a potion

I just reported in chemistry

In which I did it foolishly

My teacher asked me a little thing

Of what collision would really mean

I Think of what maybe was collision

And answer it’s a kind or sort of such attraction

My teacher said no, don’t bother

For collision means

Its just an attraction…

For me its just a very big question

For he just repeated my very own notion

Now I think my grade’s on subtraction

For the thing they’ve thought of my destruction

I read an article from a computer

In which I think it is called structure

Gas, liquid, solid, and isomer

Different formula of molecular structure

It can be crystal, water or vapor

But all I know is that it’s a state, just rather.

For I may forget and think of it later

Cause its too hard for me to memorize

I think that I will just be crystallized

Or maybe here to be petrified

Instead for my brain to be purified

In case that I will die with heart failure

On the front I might have just consider

That hell must be frozen

For as the mass increase

And As the souls compress

This so called hell expands

And as it was stated to boyle’s law

That temperature and pressure remains

Therefore I am not what hell contains

For if hell froze

Then I must’ve pose

For I must’ve enter not hell….

Mr.Estigoy

poem by Ellirie Aviles
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