Menu of Life: Careful — the Plates Are Very Hot-ish

The primeval soup, served in a Petri dish

You can slurp it down, but you cannot finish

What evolution brings to the species fetish

Is a potpourri of ribonucleic acid relish

The rubbish by which life seeks to nourish

Near misses — a series of mistakes to refurbish

The few that arise, destined to flourish

Shaming the many who are left to perish

The right helical bonds, time will burnish

Sooner or later in life's delicious furnace

'Cause a hundred apes with typewriters furnish

Shakespeare, if you skip all the gibberish

The dinosaurs were suckers, lame ducks, and myop'ish

Never looked up to see what would extinguish

The lot of them — the final course served prehistor'ish

So, it wouldn't hurt none for us, then, to be skittish

Check, please!