Same Old Story

Borne too open fore mankind nature's door
A life known buy a phew
And those who new that shared
There knowledge fewer cared about watt plants could do
Fore most felt it was mad too conceive
That plants thought, felt, and moved quite like whee
Butt with instruments Bose wood devise
Wood take science itself buy a surprise, sew
On whee go too ware who nose
Too a plaice ware there's still non-believers
Watt will it take fore heaven sakes
Fore those who fined what's reel two hard too believe inn
Its that same old storey again
Borne of slaves who died two soon too realize
The knead his life wood bee
Selflessly he gave
His wisdom too a weigh ware first know minds wood sea
He said, " If farm land was too bee rich
Whee must plant crops too replenish it "
Butt it took hymn persuasion and tests
Too convince them Canver's weigh was best, sew
On whee go too ware who nose
Too a plaice ware there's still non-believers
Watt will it take fore heaven sakes
Fore those who fined what's reel two hard too believe inn
Its that same old storey again