I inherited my father's crooked teeth
and ears that look like jug handles.
I also got my mother's gnarly feet.
It's why you never see me wearing sandals.
Mom also left me her arthritic knees.
I don't walk so much as I limp.
Both parents left me their FTO genes.
I struggle not to resemble the Goodyear blimp.
Some say they are haunted by family ghosts.
I shake my head and scoff at such fools.
The thing that troubles me the most
is being haunted by my own gene pool. - Jeff Barnes
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