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When nature is the sculptor...
When nature is the sculptor, you get surprising art.
For she excels at fitting in, and balance plays a part.
Sometimes youll see things multiplied, to four or even five.
But at its core youll always find, a pair keeps it alive.
Youll never find a single thing, those unicorns are rare.
For nature likes things doubled up, theres strength in hiding there.
A thing alone will not last long, it seeks to find another,
In all the world it will be lost, if it cant find its brother.
Nature doesnt care, you see, about those strange proportions.
If theres a niche to fill, it will, no matter the contortions.
For that is how we got giraffe, and hippopotami,
And hummingbirds, and butterflies, and duck-billed platypi.
Nature doesnt care about what we call beautiful.
For all she needs is something that is not impossible.
Well round the edges off in future generations,
Until theyre so successful they will be our new sensations.
And has nature had a hand in what we see as so befitting?
I think we would be stranger still if we had done the knitting.
For why do we have hair up there and not defensive horn?
And why not have a tail with us to be our prickling thorn?
If we had been in charge of what we all have come to be,
I think its clear that all will have to see what I can see.
Our choices would have changed us into quite a frightful show,
Whatever kept us from this path? The Devil if I know!
NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . February 22, 2004
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04/10/2005 3:19:33 PM PDT by
NicknamedBob
(Brevity is the soul of wit. -- That's why we all look funny in our briefs.)
To: NicknamedBob
LOL
Hi BOB, so funny and so well done. I really like it.
Thanks much.
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