When my dear uncle Lefty was in prison
he wasn’t keen about Loop Quantum Cosmology at all
He was much more interested in the thickness
of his cold prison cell wall
When my dear uncle Lefty finally left prison
he wasn’t interested in visiting me nor my uncle Ed
He was more intent on staying permanently stiff
and forever remaining dead
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[Note: The attached photograph is either of my uncle Lefty (who may or may not exist) or of a model of a Neanderthal at the Chicago Field Museum. Which is it? I won’t tell you, but i do have a big smile on my face as this is being written.]
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When my dear uncle Lefty was in prison
he’d secretly dig at his cell wall whenever there was loud thunder
When my dear uncle Lefty finally got out of prison
the digging was all conveniently done for him(as he was six feet under)
My dear uncle Lefty (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016
My dear uncle Lefty (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016
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Ha…reminds me of some early 20th century folk songs.
🙂 Good, Karen!
haha A surprising tale 🙂