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The birth of a kid is just an adventure Which has its start about nine months before After an instant of joy or of venture, When seed of man is reaching up its score In the twisty running toward the egg So that its breed continues to live more. The seed is blind and looks for life to beg Ignoring if it came from a love act Or it was born from a violence peg. For sure was produced with ardor impact Even if done with evil aim and thought Giving a great pain to suffering racked. Seminal act is instinctively brought, By flaming passion pushed and too driven Sometimes against the ethics it is sought. The male equipment is strongly given But in the woman is arcane somewhat Much less evident, it is well hidden. With more pleasant body woman can strut To capture of male the keen attention And meet his anxious wish with no rebut. And seldom then prevails the intention Of conceiving a son in intercourse But perhaps the seed hits destination. One out of thousand sperms just gets the course Goes on piercing the egg with its tipped head Being able to act by slyness force. Half of genetic is ready to tread By joining other to form full gamete And the genomic unit is now wed. In the newly formed cell is the repeat Half genes from the feminine part With the male half just needed to complete. The cell is now then doubled with great art Twice, and four times, again eight times and more Producing cells in groups and rows from start. These duplications are in the deep core Genes reproducing with detail. In the original egg find their store. Meanwhile it takes place for egg an hard trail From the pavilion embryo drops down Risking in narrow tuba deadlock fail. Succulent uterus will give the crown When the trip will be finished with success. There more other events will start around. If morula is able to progress Already full of cells is just inside From uterus nutriment can possess Which is given to the external side To grow the phoetus during the months next And then in its maternal nest abide. The cell doubling is a secret complex Allowing its full specialization. In its program is written what expects. We see then of organs the formation Different parts coordinated well Starting from a random situation. Other structures have meanwhile to excel To join the mother to hers son at best And good nutrition to newborn impel. A white immaculate shirt like a vest Enfolds the phoetus diving water pure Where it fits as were its ideal nest. A cord takes care of it and life assure Through maternal blood giving it food So the Nature is now winning for sure. A movement at fifth month inside is clued By mother who is bringing in its weight And precise forms can now be found and viewed. With ultrasounds is looked at body trait To unravel how it has been formed so And to know its sex there will be no wait. An established process makes it grow With precise rules in the genetic set And month after month is finished slow. The placenta and baby are both met The mother hers large turgor then proud shows And are ready to give milk hers breasts wet. The baby with ardor moves and signs throws Preparing to come out frrom the nice nest In which with love has grown from feet to nose. Waters are broken and a shout expressed The painful process has now started then Leading the newborn to a new shore test. A dangerous moment it is again Because the head must exit for the first, Father, sometimes, is waiting out the when. It is now there! The exit is a burst. Then umbilical cord is neatly cut It’s time for feasts and too for champagne thirst!

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The Human Adventure

The birth of a kid is just an adventure Which has its start about nine months before After an instant of joy or of venture, When seed of man is reaching up its score In the twisty running toward the egg So that its breed continues to live more. The seed is blind and looks for life to beg Ignoring if it came from a love act Or it was born from a violence peg. For sure was produced with ardor impact Even if done with evil aim and thought Giving a great pain to suffering racked. Seminal act is instinctively brought, By flaming passion pushed and too driven Sometimes against the ethics it is sought. The male equipment is strongly given But in the woman is arcane somewhat Much less evident, it is well hidden. With more pleasant body woman can strut To capture of male the keen attention And meet his anxious wish with no rebut. And seldom then prevails the intention Of conceiving a son in intercourse But perhaps the seed hits destination. One out of thousand sperms just gets the course Goes on piercing the egg with its tipped head Being able to act by slyness force. Half of genetic is ready to tread By joining other to form full gamete And the genomic unit is now wed. In the newly formed cell is the repeat Half genes from the feminine part With the male half just needed to complete. The cell is now then doubled with great art Twice, and four times, again eight times and more Producing cells in groups and rows from start. These duplications are in the deep core Genes reproducing with detail. In the original egg find their store. Meanwhile it takes place for egg an hard trail From the pavilion embryo drops down Risking in narrow tuba deadlock fail. Succulent uterus will give the crown When the trip will be finished with success. There more other events will start around. If morula is able to progress Already full of cells is just inside From uterus nutriment can possess Which is given to the external side To grow the phoetus during the months next And then in its maternal nest abide. The cell doubling is a secret complex Allowing its full specialization. In its program is written what expects. We see then of organs the formation Different parts coordinated well Starting from a random situation. Other structures have meanwhile to excel To join the mother to hers son at best And good nutrition to newborn impel. A white immaculate shirt like a vest Enfolds the phoetus diving water pure Where it fits as were its ideal nest. A cord takes care of it and life assure Through maternal blood giving it food So the Nature is now winning for sure. A movement at fifth month inside is clued By mother who is bringing in its weight And precise forms can now be found and viewed. With ultrasounds is looked at body trait To unravel how it has been formed so And to know its sex there will be no wait. An established process makes it grow With precise rules in the genetic set And month after month is finished slow. The placenta and baby are both met The mother hers large turgor then proud shows And are ready to give milk hers breasts wet. The baby with ardor moves and signs throws Preparing to come out frrom the nice nest In which with love has grown from feet to nose. Waters are broken and a shout expressed The painful process has now started then Leading the newborn to a new shore test. A dangerous moment it is again Because the head must exit for the first, Father, sometimes, is waiting out the when. It is now there! The exit is a burst. Then umbilical cord is neatly cut It’s time for feasts and too for champagne thirst!