Disappointed Genealogists
Fair skinned blue-haired ladies did genealogy
Hoping to find
Greatness, virtue, refinement
In their linage.
To go along with their daughters of the revolution status.
Thought they had.
Ancestor had founded a fine old city.
His ancestors, scholars at Cambridge
Six hundred years ago
Except they got the linage wrong.
I showed up for a DNA test
That showed we were no kin
To any of those esteemed folk .
We descend from scandal.
Patriarch came out of nowhere
With a name that did not match his DNA.
Adopted?
Illegimate?
Hiding from his past?
And where did he get all of that money?
Founded a southern town
And gave it his own name
(Apparently not his name)
Nor did the next generation bring pride to the blue-haired genealogists.
One of the sons married his 14-year-old niece,
For whom he was guardian.
Changed both of their names and fled the state.
Another son fell in love with a slave girl,
But, unlike Jefferson,
Embraced their love without shame,
Married her,
Had a bunch of kids.
Now when the blue-haired ladies gather for an ancestral reunion,
Half of the crowd is white
(Some descended from the inbred)
And the other half black.
Snobs need not apply.
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Great behind the scenes of researching ancestry! Loved it!
Thank you!