M.L. Squier


The Equiangular Spiral - Poem by M.L. Squier

The Chambered Nautilus

Is not a bit like us

He doesn't make war

Or sleep on the floor

He doesn't take walks

Or use any clocks

He doesn't use a phone

Or masticate a bone

He doesn't pay taxes

Or send any faxes.

The Chambered Nautilus

Is a mollusk

That's quite deluxe-

But the Chambered Nautilus

Is not a bit like us!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 24, 2008



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