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Welcome! Please come in
Take a seat and let the fun begin.
We make them in any shape, color and size
Please, come this way for the grand surprise.
In these chambers we produce the best in the land
We have supersized muscles for their arms and hands
The absolute power person is born in this place
We have taken the old and simply erased.
With modern science we can do just about anything
We produce babies who sing and even flying ones  with wings
Just supply us with some DNA to make your purchase your own
We even match up your biological skin tone.
Your child will be complete in a week or two
It depends on what else you want us to do.
Some people want the specialties… enlisted for the best
Some want to keep it simple, just like the rest
But I am currently working on the fiercest baby of all
He won’t cry, wine or fret he will skip the stage of crawl
A child with no emotions trained for war
It’s an experiment if you will
But then again aren’t they all?
This child will be brewed for combat, one of our finest machines
If he gets shot… he won’t even scream
He will go in to battle fearless and legit
He won’t feel if he is cut, broken or hit
He will keep on fighting until the very death
He will be the last man standing when there is no one else left
As time goes on he will be able to delete memory
So nothing in battle will keep him in captivity
His upper thighs will have a switch
That turns on his camera eyes
This will be used to capture the spies
And his bones will be stronger then steal
If his skin gets punctured it will automatically heal
No need for a Dr. Nurse or homecare
The best part is he will be transported to here and there
Where ever he is needed at the moment in war time
He will be teleported to especially to escape a crime
Think of the wonders that this man will be able to do
This will be every general dream come true.
But it is crucial that we monitor the first of his breed
After all this is science and at times it can mislead.
I will adopt him first and see how it goes
I will train him from birth until he grows
And maybe in 20 years from now you will want a child like him
The critics will go crazy calling him a sin
Ahhhh, but all is fair in love and war
And this my friends is what my child will be made for.

By: sabina
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