Intelligent Design Poem by Douglas Scotney
Intelligent Design
Had your nose four nostrils,
where would 3 and 4 go?
Your nose might stick out
like the Eiffel tower;
with nostrils North, South, East and West.
N would be burdensome:
you'd plug it in a storm,
while waiting for the operculum.
From either side, W and E
would not be
a good look.
Only the southern of the cluster
can I see passing muster.
Thursday, April 22, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: design,evolution
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