"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

There goes the neighborhood.........

A conversation was over heard

The neighbors were being quite absurd


They said this guy didn't belong here

He really does act rather queer...

He's always thinking of other stuff

Like Vitamin C -it's really rough

To have a lively conversation

While he's six feet deep in cogitation


Photo by Eric Alder

If he could he'd be experimenting

With chemistry and molecular biology

When all we want is a lively chat

While playing cards -just this and that.

We really are quite tired of Linus

His Nobel Peace Prize and his shyness

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5 comments:

Stafford Ray said...

Seems a very modest gravestone for such a great man. Two Nobel prizes, no less!

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Nice tie-in with your own photos, Kathe! Well done!

Wine and Words said...

The ultimate hermit...the dead! Fun read :)

blackswanpoetry said...

very clever.... the end is poetic for all.

my post was here
http://blackswanpoetry.wordpress.com/2011/05/15/poem-walking-on-hollow-ground/

Jingle said...

beautiful tickle.

as always, appreciate your lovely support.

bless your weekend,

see you again on Sunday.