I know I’m microscopic and I’m living in a frozen

Vat of liquid nitrogen, waiting to be chosen,

With a certain measure of impatience and frustration,

Hoping I will be the next one picked for implantation.

Wishing for the moment of my apotheosis

That marks the time that I can start the process of mitosis.

(Unless I mean meiosis, I’m not sure I can tell.

Life is complicated even for a single cell.)

And if I have to wait a while, that will be okay.

My destiny is sealed and written in my DNA.

But I insist you treat me by the holy Bible’s lights

‘Cause I’m a human being and I know I have rights.

Alabama understands, they’re following the law.

Making it a homicide if I’m allowed to thaw.

Yes, every little zygote knows what they have to do

Keep me here forever, or else I’ll have to sue.