Bert Leston Taylor
Bert Leston Taylor Poems
|2.||Ballade Of A Moss-Grown Symbol||9/18/2010|
|6.||Gentle Doctor Brown||9/18/2010|
|7.||Hence These Years||9/18/2010|
|9.||On The Eve||9/18/2010|
|12.||Spring In The Shops||9/18/2010|
|14.||The Lazy Writer||9/18/2010|
|15.||The Riddle Of The Dinosaur||9/18/2010|
|16.||The Rime Of The Betsy Jane||9/18/2010|
|17.||The Road To Anywhere||9/18/2010|
|18.||Those Flapjacks Of Brown's||9/18/2010|
|19.||To The Proof Room||9/18/2010|
|20.||Upon Julia's Arctics||9/18/2010|
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The Riddle Of The Dinosaur
Behold the mighty dinosaur,
Famous in prehistoric lore,
Not only for his weight and length,
But for his intellectual strength.
You will observe by these remains
The creature had two sets of brains,
The one in his head, the usual place,
The other at his spinal base.
Thus he could reason a priori
As well as a posteriori.
No problem bothered him a bit,
He made both head and tail of it.
So wise he was
So wise and solemn
Each thought filled just a spinal column.
If one brain found the pressure strong,
It passed a few ideas along.
It something ...
Whan that Aprilly with hise shoures soote
The droghte of March had perced to the roote,
I druv a motor thro' Aprilly's bliz
Somme forty mile, and dam neere lyke to friz.