Pharming
New born homo sheepiens,
Has let the farmers see,
That breeding stock has now become,
A cash rich pharmacy.
As Daisy cow chews on her grass,
She thinks of what this means.
Although life has been changing fast,
She hasn't changed her genes.
The product sounds attractive,
To those who have this dream.
A magic cure for humans,
Whose genetics have gone wrong.
Well...
Sunday 19th August 2007 5:31 pm
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Peace Mission | Patchwork in Orange & Green |shades
Shades Between
Not everything is black and white
Colours change as dark meets light
Shades change as we journey to the night
The tapestry of life with complicated weave
Tests our skills in attempts to deceive
Colouring our past our future; what to believe
Shadows dance change perspective
Thoughts once plain become reflective
Chance of success is subjective
Blobs of blue, ...
Thursday 2nd August 2007 5:02 am
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