The crew of the Essex
Sailed east
for fear of the cannibals
when their ship got sunk
by a whale.
And on the journey home
cramped in a boat
with little water
and no food
they became cannibals themselves.
The year of the poem is finished, now it is the year for the protocol! Read about the misadventures of a plant scientist trying to make sense of photorespiration one mutant at a time.
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- Pullman, WA
- Just a kid out for adventure of the literary, vertical, and educational persuasion.
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