*Ode to Chemistry*
to the tune of my favourite things from the sound of music

titrations, salt-bridges, electrochemistry
copper-plating nickles to make them all pretty
the rosy colour from phenophtalein
these are a few of my favourite things

when the flask breaks
when the scale skews
when my pH's off
i simply remember my chemistry labs
and then i don't feel un-equilibriated!

-nic-

*Couplet*

my heart is full of love,
outside, i see a dove!
-wuz-

wasn't that profound?

*Advice*
i'm not sure if this is how she wanted this to look but... here it is!... i wasn't sure if i should put this in the people section or the misc so for now, here it stays!

there once was a boy named clemmie
who really was a big fat baldy
he really wasn't very bright
so let's teach him what's right!

it's not always PC to be a gentleman
but it's still good to be nice to a woman
even if she's just some girl
she can screw you up into a swirl!

before this poem gets too long
i can only tell you girls to be strong
i trust you'll be with me
as only we can really see

i want to make it clear
since all of you are here
that i'm still in love with men...
corey, sean, and sven

that sven didn't really fit in
but then he's really just too thin
thank you for reading this poem
does it sound like a requiem?
-amy-

amy's afterword: written by the best poet in the world, even if she doesn't always make sense.
dedicated to ICQ... where the nastiest gossip always commence...

*Why Girls Love Boys*

There are cute boys
there are ugly boys
but as we all know
boys will just be boys

There are cute girls
there are ugly girls
but we all know
girls will always love boys

Now, there are also lesbians
and there are gays
but generally speaking
we are all straight

WHY Do boys love girls?
WHY Do girls love boys?
I don't have a straight answer (heehee)
all i can say is...

don't YOU?
-amy-

*PreGrad,What is PreGrad?*ode to joanne...*

oops, I just wrote over yellow measles

As the bird chirps,
I realize pre-grad's coming.
As the wind blows,
I realize pre-grad's coming.
As the sun rises,
I realize pre-grad's coming.
And my heart flutters,
And neither the weeping willow,
Nor the sighing weeds,
Can quell my joy.
I realize pre-grad's coming,
And with it... comes you.
-wuz&nic-