A humorous, poetic look at cloning.

[Bal Thackeray]

Mary had a little lamb; whose fleece was slightly gray,
Didn't have a father just borrowed some DNA,
Sort of had a mother though the ovum was on loan,
Was not so much a lambkin as a little lamby clone
Soon it had a fellow clone and soon there was some more,
They followed her to school one day all cramming through the door,
It made the children laugh and sing and thrilled them to the soul,
But there was just too many lambs for Mary to control,
No one else could herd the sheep their imprints didn't vary,
The cloners sought to fix it up by simply cloning Mary,
So clone they did and Newsweek said it was extraordinary,
But now they don't know what to do with Mary, Mary, Mary,.......