I took a walk up to the garden to see
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How my garden had developed since I planted the seeds
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My, was I surprised
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Overnight it had grown at least two stories high
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Then I heard voices coming from every row
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My vegetation, vegetation had a mind of its own
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Soon they noticed me
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Threw me down, tied me up and whispered quietly
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We don't need love
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Water or light
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For we were born modified
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I struggled free and I would get my revenge
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Cut up the vegetables, grabbed a pot and threw 'em all in
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Waited patiently
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Filled my bowl, ate my soup and then I fell asleep
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In the morning I woke up on the ground
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Helicopters, flashing lights and people crowded around
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Then I realized
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Overnight I had grown at least ten times the size
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As I stood up
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Heard someone cry
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He's been reborn, modified
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Nothing can fill
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Our appetite
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Now that we're all modified
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Modified
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Modified
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Modified
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Modified
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GMF (Genetically Modified Fable)
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| The Features |
