> Oh say can ewe see
> the tendon from Bill's knee
> Oh where did the scraps
> go as they trimmed
> and reattached?
>
> I fear they've gone to Scotland
> where in a pen
> next to the Dali lamba
> (cloned lamb)
> they'll be regen'd
> into another Bill
>
> And side by side
> Bill and Lamba
> He says, hey baaaaaby,
> you come here often?
> My other job is the
> President of the free world!
>
> That's what they all
> ssaaaayyy!! Says lamba
> as she turns away.
> Good for ewe!
> jill