The dispensation of DNA
is best when it’s done in an orderly way.
What’s needed is that any man who so yearns
should direct his emissions in loving terms
to the same loving recipient every time:
all his kids have the same mama on down the line.
So let the ladder of life, the DNA
be distributed in a family way.
From the itinerant visionary
to the coding contemporary,
counsel the loopy adventurer with his genital arrow
to find motherly love in the strait and narrow.
So the resulting kids will grow up right,
and not be left in a social services plight.
You may think I’m old-fashioned in this,
but ’tis not a principle to flippantly dismiss:
The distribution of our precious DNA
is bestly dispensed in the family way.
Now if you guys think that I'm not cool,
well I AM cool, y'all. . . and no April fool!
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