(by request, kind of: “molecular biology, or how when you finally finish something sometimes you don’t even care about it anymore.” Also, she’s not in Duluth, but it flows so well!)
A friend of mine from my youth
Is studying hard in Duluth
I picture her in a white lab coat
With beakers and test tubes of truth.
I’ve liked seeing her in this light:
A scientist fighting for right
But I gotta admit I like better
When she’s hanging with me every night.