HEREDITY

 A GENEALOGY POEM

I saw a duck the other day
It had the feet of my Aunt Faye
Then it walked, was heading South.
It waddled like my Uncle Ralph
And when it turned, I must propose
It's bill was formed like Aunt Annie's nose
I thought, Oh no! It's just my luck,
Someday I'll look just like a duck
I sobbed to Mom about my fears
And she said "Honey dry your tears"
You look like me, so walk with pride,
Those folks are all from Daddy's side"

donated by R. Hall