In a message dated 09.26.02 8:57:48 AM, [log in to unmask]
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<< Eye rhyme
I'll clone myself. I've got the DNA.
The techie side, I'm sure, will be a breeze.
I'll surf the shelves for tomes to teach the way;
a first-aid course will hone my expertise.
A scrape of cells, some needlework (I'll cope.
I once grew cress upon an dampened cloth),
some gel, some slides, a shop-soiled microscope,
a jolt of juice to start mitosis off.
There'll be no nasty natal blood and screams.
Each birth will be immaculate. I'll sow
me in glass beds and monitor my dreams,
build up my strength with patent BayBee-Gro.
I've studied this sad world; we need to breed
and broadcast mes, before it goes to seed. >> [love this end]
HA! I like the play. Well-done.
kol tuv, Ryfkah
PS. I spent part of the summer studying Genetics at the U. of California,
Irvine.
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