Transposon

(To the tune of “Delta Dawn”) / Recording by Makaena Marie

Trans-po-son
All that movin’ hither yon
You’re insertin’ yourself in the chromosomes
I guess it’s why they say
You’re the jumpin’ DNA
Movin’ and affectin’ proteomes

You’re carryin’ a gene that gives assistance
Helpin’ tiny bugs to pass resistance
To a drug that otherwise might kill ‘em dead
But with it they go on and live instead

McClintock studied you in Zea maize
Marveling at your mysterious ways
But the things you did went counter to what’s known
Somethin’ like a genetic Twilight Zone

Transposon
All the battle lines are gone
Over mechanisms Barbara did surmise
It’s good the truth came out
There will never be a doubt
She truly did deserved the Nobel prize

Transposon
All the battle lines are gone
Over mechanisms Barbara did surmise
It’s good the truth came out
There will never be a doubt
She truly did deserved the Nobel prize

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