Gene Genius

I am a modified spud
  In genetically dubious jacket
  I may have been plucked from the mud
  But I'm really for making a packet

  I am a Frankenstein tom
  With a herringbone coat for the frost
  I taste like a little red bomb
  So the punters aren't counting the cost

  I am a bean with a gene
  A cousin of regular soya
  Should you think that I'm really obscene
  Please have a few words with my lawyer

  I am a cow with a fleece
  And my taste is so bloody fantastic
  You'd be mad if you studied the piece
  Of very small print on my plastic
 


[February 1999]

From the book Labour Pangs

The government wouldn't be banning genetically modified food, but would insist on clearer labelling