Wearing Designer Genes

Genesis means the beginning
                                   Root word gene, the blueprint of life

                                 So...In the beginning, of the seventies

                                                 There were jeans.
                                               Now try to follow this

                                          Jeans cover our bodies, but,
                                         Our bodies are made of genes
                                     Skin covers our bodies like jeans do
                                         But, skin is made of genes too

                              We all have life, so the blueprints inside of us
                                     So...genes have the blueprint inside
                                          Jeans are printed blue outside

                                   From genes come the word generation
                                           Every generation loves jeans
                                            Unless they are blue genes
                                              That's when they're sad

                                  Humans we are all living breathing genes
                                   We were made by a Creator, a Designer
                               So in a way we are all wearing designer genes
                             And sometimes we also wear designer blue genes
                                                 That's when we're sad

                                  Babies when they are born what are they?
                                              Brand new designer genes
                                                 A teenager what is he?
                                              Lightly used designer genes
                                              A tired old man what is he?
                                      Worn out and wrinkled designer genes

                                          I feel sorry for the stone washed,
                                               Acid washed, hard pressed
                                   Steam ironed, left in the freezer, blue genes
                                      Because not only has he had a hard life
                                                   He's also kind of sad.


November 22,2015
For open contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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La France Avatar
March 14, 2016 at 4:15 PM
John, this is really great, you are so creative, another wonderful example for your contest, 7~
Hamilton Avatar
June 7, 2016 at 11:11 AM
Thanks Constance, I'm catching up on missed comments, always appreciated!
Haight Avatar
December 26, 2015 at 7:49 PM
Very clever and funny, John! Congrats on your win and placement in Rob's contest. Sandra
Dietrich Avatar
December 25, 2015 at 3:31 PM
this is a really clever and fun poem . Congrats for your win, and Merry Christmas.
Hamilton Avatar
December 25, 2015 at 11:58 PM
Thanks Andrea always appreciate your visits.
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December 25, 2015 at 3:30 PM
JOHN, Congratulations on your wonderful win. *** Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! SKATAZ
Hamilton Avatar
December 25, 2015 at 11:56 PM
Thanks SKAT
Tor Avatar
December 24, 2015 at 8:54 AM
John congratulations on your win!
Hamilton Avatar
December 24, 2015 at 12:32 PM
Thanks Michael always appreciated!
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November 23, 2015 at 9:15 AM
I love it! Cool blue genes!
Hamilton Avatar
November 23, 2015 at 11:03 AM
Glad you liked it, coming from you, I am encouraged. Sometimes you wonder if the concept will be understandable, glad it worked. JDH
Lane Avatar
November 22, 2015 at 4:27 AM
YOU are a mad man! That would make me insane because I understood every genetic word. Funny one, John.
Hamilton Avatar
November 22, 2015 at 2:33 PM
Thanks Lin it took a while I had 3 pages of ideas swirling around but I finally took control and cut and paste and voila, the cerebral haze turned into a maze, of thought. Not amazing tho haha. JDH
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