I was really annoyed by an article in the paper on the campaign to get ‘Intelligent Design’ taught in schools as an alternative to natural selection. Hence the ditty in the last post.
But I would like to come up with a more substantial poem on the subject.
The angels are winning in Kansas.
scared of the inner ape
Oh nothing could be finer
than to be in Carolina
where everyone’s the work
of an intelligent designer
appendices/lower back pain yadda yadda yadda.
QUOTATION:A hairy quadruped, furnished with a tail and pointed ears, probably arboreal in its habits. ATTRIBUTION:Charles Darwin (1809