Correction of Children
"Doctor, can you help us,
little Albert's rather short?"
"Of course, I've got the very gene"
was Doctor Rock's retort.
"And there's Larry, his big brother,
he's as thin as a bean pole"
"Some DNA will fix him too,
I'll search through my gene pool"
Well, Mother, looking happier,
now gave the nod to Dad
who asked the kindly doctor
what other genes he had.
Doctor Rock picked up a list
"How about a poet?
We'll have young Albert writing verse
that rhymes before you know it".
"He could have a shot of Coleridge
or else a jab of Keats"
(the doctor went on to relate
this pair's poetic feats.)
"Although I quite like pleasure domes
I think we'll cut our losses
I don't want Bertie wasting time
on boats and albatrosses."
"And as for that John Keats", said Dad
(now getting into gear)
"Odes to urns and nightingales
aren't up out street, I fear."
"There's Andrew Motion", said the Doc
Dad spluttered "Don't be funny;
he's the bloke who couldn't find
a rhyme for England's Jonny."
"This RNA and DNA has left
my poor brain reeling", said Mum,
"and in my heart of hearts
I've got a real bad feeling."
Then father boldly spoke for both
"Doc, please don't get aerated
but we'd really rather keep our lads
the way they were created."
Chrissie Williams, April 2004