Yesterday I was doing some work in the gallery of the Dead Zoo and found a specimen that needs a little light repair work to stick teeth back into sockets. I thought it might make an interesting object for you to have a go at identifying:
Any idea what this piece of mandible might belong to? It’s probably a bit too easy for some of the mystery object veterans, so please keep your suggestions cryptic and, if you’re in the mood, poetic.
Have fun!
Zygoma 
Awake, for Friday, in the bowl of week
Has flung the post we all came here to seek
And lo! the curator of the West has caught
The Sultan’s jawline looking quite un-fleek
Dreaming, when dawn had staggered to its feet
I heard the Sultan say “Four ways to eat
You’ll find, or else the rose will die
For never can it really feed on meat.”
The moving finger writes or having typed
Observes its words and thoughts are quite unripe
But cannot think of any other clue
So leaves its caprine thoughts online unwiped.
With skin and hair
I might be cute
And I am seldom
Ever mute
Memes abound
With me a dancing
Silly jumps
And comic prancing.
bravo! bravo!
no mandibular gap
at the front end i see
so how could it jump
so fancy and free
to be caprine or glee(ful)
now the most
unkindest cut of all
from the post(erior)
led to teeth that did fall
but yet all are not flat
nor meaty in style
leads me to wonder
and lack a clear smile
oh paolo again
i must confess
your quizzical puzzle
has left me a mess
til friday i’ll wait
for clarity to regain
Thou speakest sooth oh Joe
That leadeth to evermore woe
The shaved thin jaw
(Against the law?)
Makes me know that I don’t know.
‘Though the bone’s a disaster
There’s enough left to answer
What this rolly polly animal could be
It might sound a bit funny
But mix a turtle and bunny
And you’ll find the bowled over family
A mammal I am? (though I might seem not)
I am a (probably) a he and I live where it’s hot.
If I am not fuzzy what can I be?
Oh, I’m a singularity!
With my ten little teeth
in this mandible so neat
I eat fruits and bugs
in the tunnels I’ve dug
– for I dig in the dirt
and don’t wear a shirt
though my coat is quite tough
(but not tough enough).
How lovely ’tis to find I’m wrong
That I’ve been ruminating all along
While life is learning as we know
And all we learn is one more song.
Very poetic !
Oops! You got an extra “a” in that verse. Never mind, I’m not charging by the word!
I think maybe this jaw dissected
belongs to a species affected
by a disease biblical
rhyming is difficult
hopefully these clues connected.
Though at this game I’m no pro
At the genus I’ll have a go
This rhyming is heinous
the top of the ramus
makes me think of a hairy fellow
A disease that is biblical
But not unconvivial?
Not politically correct, and deeply anti-semitic, but this reminds me of Kipling’s infamous “hymn of hate”:
http://www.bartleby.com/364/131.html
“Gehazi, Judge in Israel…”