A Parable Poem by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
A Parable
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The cheese-mites asked how the cheese got there,
And warmly debated the matter;
The Orthodox said that it came from the air,
And the Heretics said from the platter.
They argued it long and they argued it strong,
And I hear they are arguing now;
But of all the choice spirits who lived in the cheese,
Not one of them thought of a cow.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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4/26/2024 12:32:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a daft little poem, I love it.