With sincere apologies to Lord Tennyson, a real poet:
Half a mile, half a mile,
Half a mile onward,
Into the corridor of James Cook*
Walked the lab rat.
"Forward, the Lab rat!
"Charge for ward 23!" they said:
Into the corridor of James Cook
Walked the lab rat.
"Forward, the Lab rat!"
Was he dismay'd? (no but a bit apprehensive)
Not tho' the lab rat knew
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