Write an ode to misfits. A poem of praise for those who don’t belong here or there. A lyric ballad for the children of nowhere. Employ the interjection Oh at some point in the poem. Remember it ...
My object is a boxed presentation copy of a poem written in Hungarian in Budapest on 29 September 1883 by a Dr. Farkas Laszlo in praise of Joseph Lister, the pioneer of antiseptic surgery.
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