The Red-Haired Kid
The Red-Haired Kid
By Elton Camp
His mother, John continued to deride
“Son, there’s no red hair on either side.
I knew that wife would be a big mistake
And that she would bring you heartache.”
Such comments John tried to push aside
It’d been two years since he took a bride
In that time, no reason had he ever found
To think that his wife was sleeping around
But his mother had planted a suspicious seed
And to see a red-haired man was all he’d need
For him to watch the movements of their eyes
To see if his wife the man seemed to recognize
Of recessive genes, John had not a single clue
Of how to stay hidden they so often will do
When the two genes show up in the same child
The ignorant may feel justified to smirk & smile
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