Of cells.

I hate cells, and whatever they contain, or whatever they make, and whichever part or body they're in, with whatever uses they have.

I'm hungry. Which makes my stomach growl, as the microvilli on the villi fail to get what they want. What spoilt brats are they. And those "rough" endoplasmic reticulum, seems not rough enough in their efforts to control to govern that uncalled for hunger now growing inside me, maybe a little speed in that production of those proteins will help? Sometimes having a long name doesn't mean everything. And Golgi, whoever he is, is a narcissistic guy who tries to name a important part of everyone's cells after himself. What a jerk. And why can't he choose a bigger part. Oh ya, that's right, they are all taken up by Mr. Hand and Mr. Feet. And don't go thinking you're so smooth, you smooth ER, it doesn't that just because you have a long and cool name and the fact that you make hormones and stuff that you're any more important than anything. 'Everyone belongs to everyone else', you can't do nothing without the central government chasing after you with his Military RNAs, Reservist RNAs and Temporary RNAs. The cell is a dictatorship remember, governed by a council of secretive DNAs grouping into secretive groups called Chromosomes, which are so twisted and turned in their organisation that you won't find where's the top and where's the bottom. Its a harsh new world. You see those Ribosomes everywhere, on those ER walls? Secret police is what they are. Constantly monitoring everything in the cell, and sending out proteins to tame any would be misfits. And do you think they are gonna miss you when you're gone? The ribosomes are just gonna replace you by asking the ER to make more of you.

The cell is a difficult place to live.