It sure is rough
being the quartermaster
for a man
who Arrrs and avasts.
He can be difficult to understand.
So that is why
Captain
has a ferret on his shoulder
and I am about
to do a dance across the keel.
I hope you have better luck than I!
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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