How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

You are working tirelessly, never ceasing to stop.
Working day after day, your cerebellum is always on top.

You let me feel, smell, see, hear, and taste.
You tell my body to kill the germs when I eat an icky paste.

Your hormones are always on time, telling me when to go.
Until I reach a washroom, where I can release the flow.

How glad I’m not in the past as an ancient Egyptian
where you’d be pulled through my nose without any medication.

I believe you know how much I love you
but you don’t need to know that – you already do.

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This piece was composed during the May 14th session of the Science Creative Literacy Symposia. During this day, students were given a tour of various human organ systems, and allowed a chance to explore them with microscopes. Afterwards, students were then asked to compose an ode to an organ of their choice. Herein we present pieces concerning love or hatred for parts of the body. More pieces from this class can be seen here.