From the smallest seed
We grow and we grow
And see our transformation
From head to toe
What once was an egg
And now is a head
With four limbs petruding
And a mouth to be fed
From the smallest seed
We build our breed
Allowing along the way
To re-write our deed.
C. Vergara
01.16.2011
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