Pitfalls of Procreation

Ah, the vicissitudes of life,
The constant struggle
And the constant strife,
The parent straining
For the child who's dull
To put a brilliant mind
Into his average skull,
For soon they'll be classified,
In school will stay
The one who's bright,
To Iraq is the other sent,
To spend hot nights
Inside a tent,
It's not for me to state
That this is wrong or right,
But to the parents I'd relate:
Be careful when you procreate
To better make your product bright.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz