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GENETICALLY MODIFIED FRUITS

I grew up knowing That all fruits have Their seasons There’s a season for Grapes There’s a season for Apples There’s a season for spring Onions There’s a season for water Melons There’s a season for having sex To manufacture homo-sapiens So how come everything Around me now Happens outside her seasons I learnt science and technology Has made Almost everything possible But where on God’s earth Are all these genetically Modified fruits coming from

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