The Ribosome

(To the tune of “America the Beautiful”) / Recording by Tim Karplus

O beautiful with R-N-A
That makes the peptide bonds
You hold t-RNA so it
Can pair up with co-dons

The Ribosome! The Ribosome!
Translate m-RNA
Initiate and translocate
From start to U-G-A

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