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 found like Aunt Jane'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."