Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was slightly gray
It didn't have a father
Just some borrowed DNA.
It had a sort of mother
But the ovum was on loan.
It was not so much a lambkin
As a little lamby clone.
And soon it had a fellow clone
And soon there were some more.
They followed her to school one day,
All cramming through the door.
This made the children laugh and sing
It made the teachers droll.
There were too many lamby clones
For Mary to control.
None other could control the sheep
Since their programs did not vary.
So scientists resolved it all
By simply cloning Mary.
Now they feel quite sheepish,
Those scientists unwary.
One problem solved, but what to do
With Mary, Mary, Mary!!!

ANONYMOUS