The geneticists looked sheepishly
When asked what they had done
Alone in their laboratories
Away from light of sun
They had worked like little ants
In darkness they did creep
Emerging from their twilight world
With a perfect grown up sheep
Its was a bold announcement
To bring the world to cheer
A sheep, they called it Dolly
Hello Dolly! what ave we here?
There it stood so perfect
And it had been made by them
The minister was adamant
This scientific gem
He's keep his beady eyes on
it, just welled seemed to pat
For the next thing up their bleeding sleeves
Its a human and that is that!

Dolly was there coming out
And boy it proves to me
How arrogant they have become
And how ignorant they be
A cancer has reduced their thought
Has tangled up their mind
They do believe they have the power
They have in their behind
If you cannot make a blade of grass
and your rigid and your poor
When you could have shared that knowledge
You just burst through the door
When you forced us to accept it
This really dreadful power
That rises from the murky
Underworld of Hell, to tower
Over us forever
Oh! brain dead low life please
Stop! leave it to nature
Who with consummate ease
Works her miracles daily
and has done so throughout time
And did in fact inspire in me
A reason for this rhyme
But since you put your finger in
And ruined her sweet pie
All the very very best dear friends
For in Hell you are going to fry


(olly developed old age problems and was put down by his creators)