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The scientific genius now proclaims,
Witness these cells, fragmented and maimed.
I create life, or give you eternal existence,
For those of you, to afford my remittance.
The miracle of life, once strictly copulatory,
Now only we need, my humble laboratory.
Come one, come all, I'll take you all,
And make you fat or thin, even short or maybe tall.
Death no longer a virtue, a sad part of life,
Just step right now, I resolve with my knife.
Well if he has all the answers,
The laws of nature and God, need not apply.
So I ask all who are interested,
Is living really worth living, should we never die?
I think the future holds truths,
Not really anticipated.
When newborns are not born,
Simply replicated.
I think I'll defer at the time,
From simply the man-made world.
Lest one day we might not know,
The boy from the girl.
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