I am not sure what possesses me to do it. It is not always considered a manly pursuit, but the fact is, I occasionally like to write poetry.

Today, while I was at my wife’s toy store, I decided to pick the most unlikely topic I could think of for a poem. Since I was already writing an article on apoptosis – which is programmed cell death – it was a likely unlikely choice.

I scribbled it on the back of an envelope, so I am including a scan of the original work for the gratification of biographers and historians at a later date (certainly not right now).

Apoptosis Poem

Here is the text:

A cell causing halitosis,
Went to a doctor for diagnosis
Said the doctor, “You ought’a know this.
The best option is apoptosis.

Well, you can tell me how you think it turned out! Don’t feel like you have to show any respect for my false modesty. BTW, all unfortunate remarks and comments will be deleted.