Since it has been a while since I have tortured you all with a poem, I submit this to you from the Quaker-Roots list. Janet Hunter >>>> This was seen on an LDS bulletin board. >>>> >>>> Heredity: A Genealogy Poem by Grandpa Tucker >>>> >>>> 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, >>>> Its bill was formed 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."