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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Earth Song

Published by Susan on 08/09/2003 (3374 reads)
A famous scientific guy...

A famous scientific guy
Who looks like a fantastic rabbit,
Has got be so bamboozled I
Resemble a bewildered Babbitt.
For half my life my bean I've strained
To solve the secret of Creation;
And now he's got it all explained
And packed up in a snug equation.

Of course I cannot understand
His cryptic hash of dash and bracket;
His figures and his fractions and
His symbols make a puzzle packet.
But wise men wag their beards and say:
"He must be right, - the man's a wizard,
And what we can't digest today,
It twenty years will suit our gizzard."

He looks an esoteric elf,
But, oh! one hopefully supposes
He understands it all himself,
Not thumbed his philosophic nose is?
He smugly sums the cosmic whole
With algebraic acrobatics . . .
That all is abstract and the sole
Reality is mathematics.

O course I know the chap's an ace,
But how it robs life of elation
To see the joys of time and space
Confined within a curt equation.
To think all ecstasies that be
Can to a formula be shrunken . . .
Oh, hell! Reality to me
Is beer, - let me get drunken!


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