An orchestrated pairing up
Of friends of friends
One bearing up, the other sober for a change
Laying low and acting strange
She wiggles by to catch an eye
He gets her name wrong, says goodbye
And soon love will thrive
There follows all the ups and downs
Their laughters, tears, and smiles, and frowns
Of love and its attendant woes
Just as every romance goes
Perhaps we bore a little more
Mortality jumps to the fore
But we all survive
Somewhere unseen and deep inside
The lucky s**m and egg collide
The zygote's little cells divide
The morula goes for a ride
This tiny tryst makes blastocyst
And soon the mind and heart exist
And then you arrive
Without us, the world will still turn
And the sun still will burn
The faithful moon will wax and wane
And still it will rain
But who needs a world to impress
When there's love to confess?
And so begins our dynasty
A new family tree
And plenty of people will try and tell you where we came from. But we can only ever know what we can see. So tonight, look up to the sky. There's at least a hundred billion galaxies with a hundred billion stars and every single one could be a sun just like ours. You see, we're all just links in a chain and all life is finite. So use your time wisely, look after your teeth, and try not to hurt anyone. And remember: We invented love. And that's the greatest story ever told