In these days when people find it difficult to find a second subject to talk about, here's a diversionary poem to take your mind off things. And a picture to go with it. Who can tell me where this statue is situated, in all its luxuriant glory?
Whether it's familiar or not, focus on the bit in the middle as you read this sonnet:
Whether it's familiar or not, focus on the bit in the middle as you read this sonnet:
Meat and two veg
Intelligent design is meant to be
The means by which a supernatural hand
Guides evolution to the life we see –
So everything is purposeful and planned.
This may explain the beauty of an eye
And how a nest is organised by ants,
But rather leaves us stranded high and dry
Explaining what a man keeps in his pants.
As men sought game to griddle on the fire –
Before they even thought of wearing threads –
They must have stridden through both thorn and briar
And ripped their soft and dangly parts to shreds.
If this is right, men now know who to blame:
That smart designer, smiling, is a dame.
Intelligent design is meant to be
The means by which a supernatural hand
Guides evolution to the life we see –
So everything is purposeful and planned.
This may explain the beauty of an eye
And how a nest is organised by ants,
But rather leaves us stranded high and dry
Explaining what a man keeps in his pants.
As men sought game to griddle on the fire –
Before they even thought of wearing threads –
They must have stridden through both thorn and briar
And ripped their soft and dangly parts to shreds.
If this is right, men now know who to blame:
That smart designer, smiling, is a dame.
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