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The Ballad of Poor Henrietta
Dr. George Gey from Johns Hopkins Hospital Was looking for cells that would be reproducible Of their own accord for the benefit of medicine And lo and behold one day found the perfect specimen And how he acquired it didn't rattle his conscience Because there weren't any rules then that governed the science So he made them immortal or maybe God did that Then he gave them to others who sold them for profit And the cells multiplied and aided discovery And they probably will help cure cancer one day But where did they come from, the specimen's human? Those cells were extracted from a mother, wife, woman Poor Henrietta or maybe Loretta Was a work-a-day lady who hailed from Virginia She married her cousin and bore him five children Then after the war steel work took them to Maryland One winter's day Hennie felt her womb knotted "Hennie," said Day, "we should go to Johns Hopkins" "Henrietta, you're pregnant but there's something else growing And what's in your system for sure we're not knowing" So commencing the testing and treatment for cancers But for all of the prodding came not any answers At age thirty-one Henrietta died painful And to her baby Deborah she'd be a guiding angel So imagine her shock when she learned about HeLa The cell line immortal that came from her mama As reporters and charlatans flocked to their family Some of them claimed they could gather owed money But more than the money was the need to acknowledge What their mother had given and pay her due homage So bear with me now as I offer this paraphrase Of the beautiful refrain that her headstone articulates: In loving memory of phenomenal Hennie A woman wife mother who touched the lives of many Here lies HeLa her cells helping mankind eternally As the Love forever to you from your family
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