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- An Open Letter To Stephen Fry
Your heart is promised to a man, So I have no hope to win it
But consider my proposal, Sir, if you can find a minute
I think that the future of our species will be better with you in it
I know you have your problems, And maybe I have mine
But you should leave someone to carry on, When you have turned to dust
Plant your genome in an infant, Sir, I think it's only just
And you would need someone to bear this child, A woman you can trust