Genetics are a ghastly observation
I penned what I believed a humble telling
What came it seemed a verbal reprehension
I felt the words a killing
Somehow knew I’d be just as willing
To mind said I at once”Do you have friends?”
Oh, to see yourself in someone else’s pen!
dVersepoetspub.com prompt today is Chaucerian stanza or rhyme royal. In short, seven lines with rhyme scheme ababbcc.