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    Illicit solariums of my nativity
    A lachrymal tale of how I came to be
    Starting when aromatic genus
    of the Marijuana were spliced
    with the genes of mice
    and soon failed, but continued to splice
    until finally succeeding
    in bio-cultivating deeds
    Creating new life forms
    origin of man and seed
    But not like you,
    the mice knew everything intellectually,
    Specifically they had hate
    for human beings
    for years of experiments
    and infecting them with disease...
    Hybrids
    Dagga, a plant of peace and love
    I'm torn between who I am
    When you create internally,
    all you need is love
    it becomes an emotional body
    inner animus
    But when you create externally,
    you don't need no love
    All you need is the calculating mind
    Thus producing a being
    with only a left brain
    with no compassion or sense...Hybrid
    An army grown of weed and mice
    to replace man
    Able to withstand famine and disease
    Compulsive habits
    of environment destroyed
    Unable to reproduce
    without scientology
    Soon the world will be run
    by artificial intelligence
    Designed to control population growth
    Humans slowly become obsolete
    When cloning life is similar
    to that of the greys
    Instead of test tubes
    and cattle mutilations
    But through horticulture of spliced DNA
    derived from Marijuana and mice
    Our world will be controlled
    by the rich, slaves,
    and pollution withstanding... Hybrids.

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