Mary Had A Little Lamb

Mary had a little lamb, its fleece was slightly gray,

It didn’t have a father, just some borrowed DNA.

It sort of had a mother, though the ovum was on loan,

It’s not so much a lambkin, as a little lamby clone.

And soon it had a fellow clone, and soon it had 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 were just too many clones 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…