Yes, eugenics is bad... but, it's a convoluted argument involving teleological ethics and quite frankly it's not as bad (in the grand scheme of things) as something I've just thought of. 

Using much of the above reasoning as his justification, the eponymous Doctor Van Kingston has created another monster for your unravelling pleasure.  As part of our ongoing inquiry, we need your help in identifying the two bodies whose DNA (amongst other letters of the alphabet) went in to creating this poem.  If the poem doesn't help, maybe the picture will jog your memory.

The stars about the lovely moon

Be a god and hold me
Fade back and vanish very soon,

Where the apple reddens
When, round and full, her silver face

That shall be to-morrow
Not to-night:
Swims into sight, and lights all space

Be a god and hold me
With a charm!
Be a man and fold me
With thine arm!
 

Email your solutions to winstonplowes@googlemail.com

Last months poem was a combination of Lord Byron and Spike Milligan