An Ode to Cell Theory

                     Three hundred and forty-five years ago lived a man named Robert Hooke

To whom many accredit the finding of cells and recording them in a Book

Claimed the man that all things consisted of, but tiny little cells

Too small to see with our naked eye—with a simple glass as well

A compound microscope used he to see a thin-sliced cork

Paving the way for the rest of the world to continue in his work

The word it grew, the story too, that all life had these things

What to the lighting, changing world, could this theory bring?

Cells are a part of everything, that we know is living,

One at a time, they split and divide, these cells they are so giving.

Biologists far and Physicists wide, they all laid down their strife

As they finally all concurred, cells are the building blocks of life.

As Unified and gratified as all fields of science could be

To discover this great fact of life and know that all could see

That diversified and specialized as all living things they are

Each of them, so similar, whether from near or far

The life we see around us all begins from something small

A single cell that multiplies, divides from its cell wall.

Because it studies living things, Biology gives its due

To cells of plants and cells of dogs and even FreeCell too!

This implies that for this class, in every little fact

From Chapters 1 to 36, these cells have huge impact

Though I can say that rhetoric may just be my forte

I want to learn much more of cells and be expert one day

For they have everything to do with everything I am

Just as a field of strawberries makes much delicious jam

  All the things we understand, our genetic history

Would make no sense if good old Hooke hadn’t solved this mystery

So now I close this rhyme of mine with great rev’rence for science

Hoping that my ingenuity you won’t hold as a defiance

That you’ll understand that though my knowledge is now far from complete

I put all the few things that I know into this molecular treat!