You Know You Hate Anatomy When…..

 Entered Med school, thinking it’s a mighty warship in Star Trek,

Then you notice it’s like an iceberg-crashed, Titanic deck,

Dreamt of being a kick-ass Doc, with a steth around the neck,

Anatomy, the first hurdle-which made you go “What the heck!”

                                                                             
You feel,

 Cranial nerves- their path, eccentric than a drunkard-driven express train,

 Sulci or Gyri are better seen in your bowl of noodle, than the brain

Extensor Carpi Radialis Longus did seem dead-pan long,

Until Levator Labii Superioris Aleque Nasi, then did come along.

You feel every Tom, Dick and Harry has his self-named bone fracture,

You forget facts faster than you say ‘Volkmann’s contracture’

 The histology slides, all  resemble molten cherry and grape sundae!
Surface Marking- you look as if a monkey with paint-brush, any day!

   Naming a fascia in a thousand ways, is an anatomist's greatest must,

And making Neuro Anat diagrams, which look like polka dots on pizza crusts.

  You wish to drown the dead Chaurasia, in a tank of formalin,

Or to strangle Henry Gray with an Ileum, and then grin!

       Then at the Viva-the crossroad between heaven and hell,

       A glance at that examiner, and ‘Halleluiah!” you yell!