Oh two...
Oh two,
Thats what some call it
Usually chemists,
but it's all the same
Aren't we all chemists,
but with different names?
Oh two,
Something we all got inside
A little like blood,
but with less pride.
Its not something we can easily hide.
I make this rhyme,
but I'm not a poet
If you didn't know that
Well now you know it.
But I'm not a poet.
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