perborisetal: I’M DEAD THEREFORE I WAS

Tuesday 10 May 2011

I’M DEAD THEREFORE I WAS

William of Ockham pared away

Until he had nothing left

He had thought until he wasn’t

His being quite bereft.

He went to pot, his beard grew long

His razor simply rusted;

To die, he employed his kitchen-knife;

Ockham’s Carver can be trusted.

Sin singleton

3 comments:

smartart said...: I am honoured to be in such talented company Jane.

Thanks for putting me out there.; 13 May 2011 at 19:58
Oraculumsulmareexcoeurd'Ecosse said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; 13 May 2011 at 22:27
Oraculumsulmareexcoeurd'Ecosse said...: Thank you Smartart

I will alert Jane to your appreciation. Art and poetry do marry up so beautifully.

We are indeed honoured Sir to have one such as you in our midst.

Oraculum; 13 May 2011 at 22:29

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)