In Four Hundred Meeters Turn Right On CRISPR Gene Drive

Walkabout the boat.

You’re not the captain.

You’re not.

There’s no hide and seek

You’re caught man, caught.

That smell ain’t of action

It’s rot man, rot.

You saw it man, saw it.

Responded to it not.

Even with rods locked on it.

One ain’t gonna got it!

Two, it barely saught it.

Three!  See, now you’re talkin’! 

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.


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