From our little old copy of The Arrow Book of Funny Poems, collected by Eleanor Clymer and published in 1961 by Scholastic, this poem seems appropriate in light of my last couple of posts. I'm about 12 hours early because Tom is pouring more concrete for a job near here tomorrow, and I'm sure the kids and I'll be pressed into service before art lessons right after lunch.
The Hazards of Science
by Anonymous
A green little chemist
On a green little day
Mixed some green little chemicals
In a green little way.
The green little grasses
Now tenderly wave
O'er the green little chemist's
Green little grave.
No comments:
Post a Comment