Pathological Prize

The worms crawl in. The worms crawl out.

The worms play pinochle on your snout.

Remember this from your youth?

Well, part of it does hold some truth.

I’ve met so many different people in chat

that say when you're dead it’s all about that.

Yet, I have a question that burns deep in my mind…

if you donate your body to science what could they find?

It could show a young doctor the key to a door.

It could find answers they never knew before.

So when you die why not donate your body to science?

There won’t be a funeral bill or burial compliance.

What good does it do to preserve this shell?

It won’t go to a Heaven or neither a Hell.

This could be your gift to mankind.

And give a young doctor new answers to find.
Stanley Victor Paskavich