At least three Germans that I've heard
fled their homeland from the war
but worried for the things behind
they disguised some stuff for none to find
three Nobel medals were so dissolved
in caustic acid, in bottles stalled
marauding armies passed them by
a clear concoction does not catch eye
when bombs were done and guns grew still
the laureates returned to their hills
precipitated gold amassed
and had their prizes then recast!
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.
2 comments:
Jordan did a long-overdue deep clean of her bedroom and one of the treasures turned up was the famed Elder Berkely Walker CD. Wanted to let you know we were thinking of you and having a little Berlkley moment this evening. Hoping all is well with you and the plants of Pullman.
Tammy Fry
that's a very interesting story, very clever of them. love you!
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