You must be Shh, because you’ve saved me from certain death.
Would you repress N-Cadherin? Because I’d love it if you traveled with me.
As talented as you are, one might compare you to neural crest.
I’ll initiate epiboly, and we’ll both be flat on the bed by the end.
I have to compliment your gurken expression, because your dorsal side is well defined.
I want to be mesenchyme and move inside your blastocoel.
By the morning your cells will be dividing asynchronously, because I’ll have exhausted you.
I hope you’re expressing Bindin, because my EBRs are ready to join us together.
I believe in Conditional Fate Specification. My future depends on you.
I may be worth 0 to you, but I hope you’ll notice me anyway, sinπ.
I’m like prod1, you’ll never have to worry about losing your limb with me around.
Either that’s a third leg, or I must be Bmp