Monday, March 21, 2005

Without Science, There's Only God

Pharyngula: An Anti-ID Piece From Virginia

Where would we be, if we scrapped evolution,
And Pasteur, and Fleming, and sought a solution
To pestilent problems in holy elution?
Fast in the grip of the Flea Revolution;
Widespread Yersinia pestis pollution;
Bulging black buboes, resisting ablution;
Pustulent priests, rapt in strident locution,
Begging their God for divine absolution!

2 Comments:

Blogger Watchful said...

Though you don't (presumably) take solicitations over the transom:

A Familiar Beast
A Bookish Meme

I have felt not love nor rage
For anyone bound to the page;
Not Cleopatra of Shakespeare's pen,
Nor Eliza sprung from Jane Austen.

As gracious be those of writers' minds,
I care little for fiction's kind:
Pangs of love may well disagree
When your heroine is Lycosa godeffroyi.

6:45 PM  
Blogger PhaWRONGula said...

Most witty, my friend!
We--Phunicular and I--
laughed quite heartily.

1:58 PM  

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