He barely had to even try
to catch the woman's slanted eye
Before they left the panda's land
he'd also gained her heart and hand

Dismissive she had been, and coy
with every Asian suitor-boy
but eager was she to be won
by Europe's tall and handsome son

And for his part he thought her cute
and she did very nicely suit
his tastes for how a girl should be
The happy two would soon make three

As nine moons passed the third did come
He didn't look much like his mom
or even like his handsome dad
(She thought that last part somewhat sad)

They photographed their family
Idyllic, happy-looking three
Then "woosh" the sending smartphone sang
The picture flew to Grandpa Wang

With Eastern wisdom's judging gaze
he thought of his ancestral ways
and told his wife what he could see
"the neighbour's kids look more like we"

The wife looked next and said with shame
"our family tree won't be the same"
A tear showed in her slanted eye
The broken branch makes elders cry