Fifty Thousand Cells You Are Wrong
Fifty thousand cells? You’re wrong!
No. It’s true, their leader said.
We’re set in jelly, thick and long.
Flagella’s push us through water.
We’re fifty thousand strong.
You look like green algae and dead!
Volvox laughed in a happy song.
Amusing my wiser daughter.
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