Genetics Are... Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Is it the goddamn awful truth that they
take after Mom and Dad, whom they obey?
Is nothing novel in this world of interest
and progress so elusive that it's best
to just ignore the nouveau riche attire
and keep a bucket on the side, in case of fire.

They will, if you just let them tell you all,
about the way their kind did not play ball.
Complaints about their sisters and their brothers
will cumulate eventually, with their own mothers.

So do not fall for it, my friend, do NOT,
the situation comedy may look so hot,
but as they say the apple falls close to the tree
if you have second thoughts, please come to me.