My Ode to Ben


There was a man named Ben,
Who had a sexy spleen.
It was the reddest one
That I have ever seen.
His liver on the other hand,
Was not a work of art,
So mangled and deranged was it,
It looked much like his heart.
His arteries and veins,
Pumped strongly day and night.
His intestines, long and luscious
Passed food with all their might.
His pancreas was long,
And thin and yellow green,
But nothing can compare,
To his sexy spleen.

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