My Radical Donor Dad
Kate Reid
This tale took
place on a sun-shiny morning
I walked into my
new class with my two moms
I looked around, I didnÕt know anyone else except me
It was my first
day of grade three
We all sat down
together in a circle on the floor
The other kids'
moms and dads were everywhere
And when it was
my turn to share, I said, ÒThis is my family
But there's more
to this story than you can seeÓ
Chorus:
Cuz I've got a donor dad
Sweetest dad I
ever had
He helped my two
moms out
With
his healthy sperm count
He donated a part
of me
My moms created
the rest of me
He's some kind of
radical
My radical donor
dad
ÒWell, I know
it's hard to understand,Ó I said, ÒBut my moms are lesbians
They found my dad
in a fertility clinic catalog
They read through
piles of profiles, they inspected scads of dads
And when they
found him, they knew he was quite the catch
He likes to
ice-skate, eat rib-eye steak, he's one–quarter
Cherokee
And he's smart
just like me, he's even got his Ph.D
So, the doctor
mixed him up with an egg inside my mom
And presto, nine
months later, I was born
Chorus:
Cuz, IÕve got a donor dad
Sweetest dad I
ever had
He helped my two
moms out
With his healthy
sperm count
He donated a part
of me
My moms created
the rest of me
He's some kind of
radical
My radical donor
dad
There was a knock
later that morning on our classroom door
Our teacher
opened it and two new students came walking in
They looked
exactly the same, their names were Mary-Claire and Ruby-Jane
Twin girls with
green eyes and short, red curly hair
Well, I met up
with Mary-Claire and Ruby-Jane outside at lunch
They were good at
soccer and running, we even played a game of house
We became fast friends and were together until lunch
hour was through
It seemed like we
were more alike than I knew
When the bell
rang at 3 oÕclock, I ran outside to meet my moms
I talked about my
day and the new friends that I made
Just then
Mary-Claire and Ruby-Jane walked by to greet two men
Who were standing
by the playground, holding hands
So, I walked up
to them, I introduced my family
They all smiled,
shook hands and chatted for a while
Then one of my
moms politely asked, ÒSo, who's the mother of the twins?Ó
And Mary-Claire
and Ruby-Jane proudly exclaimed,
Chorus:
We've
got a surrogate mom
Sweetest mom and
then some
She donated her
uterus
So our two dads
could parent us
She was
inseminated
We did our part
and germinated
She's some kind
of wonderful
Our wonderful
surrogate mom
Chorus:
I've got a donor
dad
Sweetest dad I
ever had
He helped my two
moms out
With his healthy
sperm count
He donated a part
of me
My moms created
the rest of me
He's some kind of
radical
My radical donor
dad