Vestigial organs, alas!
Your worthlessness saddens me.
O, male nipples!
You dispense no milk,
Provide no sweet respite for a
Weeping, thirsty babe.
No, you exist but to be transformed
Via purple assault
into Nurples.
O, coccyx!
It has been many years since
Humans had tails,
Yet stubbornly you remain –
And lo,
I have bruised you
Again.
O, little toe!
The others went to market,
Stayed home, had roast beef,
And had none, respectively.
You are even trumped by the fourth toe –
Whose lone feat is that it
*Did not*
Have roast beef.
O, tonsils!
You were removed. Good riddance!
Like Canadians, you were good
For hockey
And little else.
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