Ode to OChem
Oh the glassware, shiny, clean,
Even better found when with benzene.
KBr plates, scratched and dull,
Solids, nujol, in a mull.
How the sodium sulfate doth lay,
To form the decahydrate it's known to play.
But forget not into a flask bestowing,
How else can we know if it's free-flowing!
Now watch yourself for Mrs. Hinshaw's shout,
The times run down, we're done, get out!
-by Jackie
That's . . . just . . . *sniff* . . .beautiful . . . brought a tear to my eye . . .
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