MY DREAM

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Moving to the lab with head erect.
In front is a rat you want to dissect.
The animal fight but mercy is far from sight.
You in your dress so long and white,
with two coloured bics in a pocket so bright,
divide it so straight and right.
Look closely, the rat has lost its sanity.
It fights so hard but yet in vanity.

And slowly it stops and gives in to death.
At last you rest and have a deep breath.
How happy you are for the experiment is right.
Arrange for the celebration is at night.
The best scientist have been brought to light.
And at last, I'm the one.

.............................................................same fangirl ,

Tori Mike.

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