Trainor, the DruggistOnly the chemist can tell, and not always the chemist,What will result from compoundingFluids or solids.And who can tellHow men and women will interactOn each other, or what children will result?There were Benjamin Pantier and his wife,Good in themselves, but evil toward each other;He oxygen, she hydrogen,Their son, a devastating fire.I Trainor, the druggist, a miser of chemicals,Killed while making an experiment,Lived unwedded.
Only the chemist can tell, and not always the chemist,What will result from compoundingFluids or solids.And who can tellHow men and women will interactOn each other, or what children will result?There were Benjamin Pantier and his wife,Good in themselves, but evil toward each other;He oxygen, she hydrogen,Their son, a devastating fire.I Trainor, the druggist, a miser of chemicals,Killed while making an experiment,Lived unwedded.