Best Gene Poems

Irrefutable evolution conduits 
        Matter tip toes through tunnels
        Microscopic nano shifts continue 
        Outperformers filter free of funnel

        Replicas of kept traits hail heredity
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(in memoriam, Eugene Lawler, d. January 29, 2012, aged 83 years)

--- Note:  "The singing machine" is a not so tongue-in-cheek reference to Gene and his penchant for singing whenever and wherever he wished, as well as to his karaoke
equipment and his nickname at bars that featured karaoke nights. ---


You fancied yourself a singer,
and indeed...

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Athletic grace and agility,
were his trademark style.
Energetic sensitivity,
That crooked little boy smile.

He commanded the stage while dancing,
setting the tempo.
Dramatic ballet choreography,
or a comedic roll.

He danced with leading ladies
and with Jerry the mouse.
He embraced the scenes with gusto,
as the villains, he would trounce.

A voice that soothed or dominated,
evoking joy or pain.
His songs would carry across the...

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It is the most selfish gene
The one that make us distinguishable
Our uniqueness and special abilities
We owe it all to its infinite mutations

It is the most abundant and the most taken for granted,
Paradoxically, it can be illusive even to those who possess it
Untapped, it is simply wasted

It is what hurts the most when we lose,
When we...

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Star crossed champions of mirth
Wild hair and wild eyes, both 
To the world they say with arms raised to the sky, 
"What a pity, for we dearly love to laugh!" 
Arm in arm, singing their favorite show tunes 
But in the voices of Donald Duck and Calamity Jane
Gallivanting through the city, doing the Charleston in...

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My soft side is showing, must fix that for sure
A jester by birth, so what the hell is the score
Could age be a factor
To be serious ever after
Not likely, my giggle gene will once again soar


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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I
am
starting
to think that
about half of the
populus  SHOULD  be
urged to run with scissors...

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Family history
Is mostly a mystery
To those researching their genes

Your DNA tree
Does not seem to be
Worth more than an hill of beans

Women toiled in the clover
With Neil Down and Ben Dover
And though it could be a bother

Despite every fear
DNA makes it clear
Someone had it in for your father!...

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Where does one find humour?

Everywhere one looks... at least I do

Others may not see it like me

But maybe I'm just built differently

I was blessed with an oversized giggle gene

It's certainly not a bad thing I guess

Could have turned out to be a serial killer

Often thought I may have missed my calling

But I guess I'm a...

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rod and berry
how very cherry
roper rode in 
a hi.drogen mary
chariot races…
characters of
an ancient face
play for a ball
in a boysen space
senses men…
a seamans Ace
plays for the sake
of a peaceful place
Sirens ring…
and the x.men favor
a flavored x.gene.

”...hip Rogue…”
is a merry machine
pro.on the deary
of an airy unseen
wind for the sail
in a mind called we.

“soak.ey…
I am okay…”
the Corals learning…


Class...

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My soft side is showing, must fix that for sure
A jester by birth, so what the hell is the score
Could age be a factor
To be serious ever after
Not likely, my giggle gene will once again soar...

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My Missy girl has got a quirk;
when it gets cold, she goes berserk.
Then she becomes the sled dog queen;
I think it is her Husky gene.
Iditerods now, we complete;
she tries to pull me off my feet.
She drags me up and down the trail,
and all the time, just wags her tail.
To cold, she seems impervious,
and also to...

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The first sunny day in a very long time
  My heart is lighter, the world is sublime

  Daisy and Danny are lying asleep nearby
  Their snoring sweet, a canine lullaby
 
  An MRI and blood test scheduled once more
  Every few months and this is number four

  A DNA...

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Sweet Dreams, Mr. Wonka,
thanks for all the merriment;
Gilda's waiting now....

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A scientist said to his mate
“We came from the line of primate!”
Said one of the men,
While waving his pen,
“Refer to yourself, not us, mate.”

An ape heard the scientist say
That men share the same gene as they.
The ape proudly said,
“You’d wish you were dead--
Insult us no more or you’ll pay.”

Among 1st Place
A new funny or bawdy...

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