Monday, August 21, 2006

The Purist

I give you now Professor Twist,
A conscientious scientist.
Trustees exclaimed, “He never bungles!”
And sent him off to distant jungles.
Camped on a tropic riverside,
Once day he missed his loving bride.
She had, the guide informed him later,
Been eaten by an alligator.
Professor Twist could not but smile.
“You mean,” he said, “a crocodile.”

--Ogden Nash, from Verses from 1929 On

3 Comments:

At 11:55 PM, Blogger ahtruesdell said...

Thank you for the poem. I was taught this poem when I was about six and have not seen it again for seventy years.

Alfred Truesdell

 
At 7:33 PM, Blogger Jennie B said...

And my professor, the class I am sitting in right now, says this poem is not poetry.

 
At 4:10 AM, Blogger Bean said...

I am 52 now but at the age of 9 my year 6 teacher Mr Dodds at Woodberry Primary School in NSW 1973 taught our class this poem...which I have never forgotten. Thank you Mr Dodds - you inspired me to be the teacher I am today.

 

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