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.