Foment of Ferment
By Wm. Shakespipette

	They would heva bleached hereafter.
	There would have been a time for such a growth.
	E. coli and E. coli and E. coli
	swirls in his petty flask from day to day
	to the last sample of recorded density
	And all our protocols have lighted fools
	the way to frothy death.  Out, out brief culture!
	Life's but a tepid incubator, a poor plater
	that dabs and streaks his colony upon the stage
	and then is grown no more; it is a thesis
	told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
	signifying nothing.
	Thou comest to mouth pipette; thy inoculum quickly.