The Equiangular Spiral Poem by M.L. Squier
The Equiangular Spiral
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!
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
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