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Poem - Human Rights

Bill Greenwell

Published 04 December 1998

(Osaka scientists are to implant a genetically modified pig's heart in a baboon, to improve human transplant surgery)

I'm the heart of a hen in the breast of a duck,

A calf-liver stuck in a sheep,

The brain of a pea in the shell of a bean,

A bun from Dundee sold in old Aberdeen,

A squawk lying deep in a cheep.

I'm a modified egg on an apricot tree,

A tooth-fairy grown in a jaw,

A scalpel inside a geometry set,

A chiropodist crossed with a vole and a vet,

And I'm Straw in the craw of the law.

There's a torturer trapped in a diplomat's hat,

With a rat's arse which hides in his face;

There's a cancerous lump in the sump of my throat

The bile of a weasel transplanted to stoat.

This should help with the whole human race.

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