Pituitary Hormones Gone Rhythmical!

Photo from http://www.health-worx.net/brt_endocrine_disruptors.html 

So, this is a poem I made about the anterior pituitary hormones. It started off a bit casual, then I feel like it magically turned old-school. It's like I came straight out of the 1800 era >:) I'm calling it, The Master, since I'm talking about the master gland, and ... well you know the story (come on, you're reading a clinical chemistry blog, I'm pretty sure you get it) so here it is:

"The Master"

A mere student with a pen in the hand

I'm tasked to write about the pituitary gland

I'm no Shakespeare when I play with words

I'll squeeze my brain out to keep you from getting bored

Clock’s ticking as inspirations run dry

Thought-deprived and I begin to sigh

I’ll now speak from an old English man’s heart

A tale will be shared and now it shall start

Once upon a time in a faraway land

There exist a being called man

A number of glands rest in the flesh within

Powered by zeal as they work like a team

Wisdom unraveled a name for them

Collectively, they belong to the Endocrine system

One stood out like an apple in an orange tree

To spit mucus, is its meaning literally

Hailed as the master gland, without objection

Its absence reeks profound alteration

Under its comrade, hypothalamus it is positioned

Remaining glands crumble without its stimulation

They call it the mighty pituitary gland

Production of eight messengers, it commands

From the front end, the first six are withdrawn

Each has control to units they act upon

Growth hormone is one of them as I recall

It controls the fate whether you’re big or small

Man embodies Goliath if it’s produced in excess

A walking gnome you shall be, if it is depressed

Thyroid stimulating hormone, known as TSH

Too much would aggravate the thyroid’s outrage

Metabolism wouldn’t dare to start without its production

Too little causes a young mind’s retardation

LH and FSH, messengers that rise for a common reason

It causes the liberty of gonads during the mating season

It separates he from she, man has no choice

Controls the curve of her hips and depth of his voice

Prolactin has wonders toward the tender breast

Lactation, in this, women shall attest

To feed the young is not solely where it is addressed

It is also considered as a messenger of stress

 

Adrenocorticotropic hormone, the final of them all

It gives rise to the well-known Cortisol

How sweet the blood is, one of its primary callings

Overflowing, it causes the syndrome Cushing's

The mystery of the mighty gland is almost unmasked

Illnesses associated have taken man aback

How and why, we’ll answer them all

But as the master gland it shall never fall

It’s done, but alas, I acted all old-school

I did sound prehistoric and maybe a fool

I’m no Shakespeare as I’ve said before

What rhymes with before? I can’t think anymore :)

Weird ending, I know. Haha Good day people! :)

P.S Thank you, Roy for the help! :)