I
told the story widely
Of
the Village in the Tree
So
widely that it seemed to some
To
have veracity
Debates
arose and there were those
Who
said "No!", and yet
Some
said "Well ...
Arboreal
Settlement
In
pursuit of human betterment
May
be true -
This
lowly fool may be a savant yet!"
They
took me off to see
A
Doctor of Philosophy
Who
sat down
And
with a frown
Sought
to know,
With
eyes aglow
The
story of the Village in the Tree
I
told him that it was not true
Into
an instant rage he flew
“How
dare you venture an opinion
When
one in all the land and kingdom
Arbiter
of light and truth
Recipient
of approbation
Bestowed
by Royal Proclamation
Shall
weigh the matter and expound
Where
the font of truth be found”
He
sucked his teeth and paced the room
From
morning light 'till evening gloom
Finally
he turned to me ...
"'Tis
known by all for a certainty
That
in a Universe so wide
As
to conceal its farthest side
All
that excites the mind of Man
Is
somewhere to be found - I can
Enumerate
the panoply
Of
bounteous serendipity
Of
miraculous discovery
So
by the power granted me
I
declare the Village in the Tree
The
essence
The
epitome
Of
guaranteed veracity!”
Woe
is me
My
simple fable simply told
Inexplicably
enrolled
In
the illustrious company
of
Pythagoras and Archimedes
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