[Verse 1]
Slide on the glass, light shining through,
Colors come alive in red, pink, and blue.
Tissues tell stories, layer by layer,
Cells with a purpose, perfectly there.
Nucleus glowing, cytoplasm wide,
Tiny little worlds the stains can’t hide.
Epithelial rows, connective threads,
Histology sings what textbooks have said.
[Chorus]
Under the microscope, secrets unfold,
Histological wonders, quiet and bold.
From muscle to marrow, each structure’s designed,
To show us the beauty in every cell line.
[Verse 2]
Columnar towers, cuboidal grace,
Squamous sheets in a delicate place.
Cartilage cushions, tendons align,
Organs in harmony, working in time.
Lymph in the nodes, b***d in the stream,
Neurons that spark like thoughts in a dream.
Staining with H&E, clear as the sky,
Answers in tissue, no need to ask why.
[Chorus]
Under the microscope, secrets unfold,
Histological wonders, quiet and bold.
From muscle to marrow, each structure’s designed,
To show us the beauty in every cell line.
[Bridge]
Zoom in, slow down—take a good look,
Every formation’s a line in the book.
What seems so small holds meaning so vast,
The future is written in lessons from the past.
[Chorus]
Under the microscope, secrets unfold,
Histological wonders, quiet and bold.
From muscle to marrow, each structure’s designed,
To show us the beauty in every cell line.