Saturdays, I now post poems intended to be witty, although it would be a pity if they are not. At least not shitty.
Ardipithecus or Adam?
From Adam’s rib or tree-top branch?
I came from God or Darwin’s perch?
I think I’d rather come from mud,
Than swing to earth from some tall birch.
From Eden’s fruit? African plains?
Primordial soup or Heaven’s hill?
My chimpanzee brain has to choose:
Better wet dust, than Monkeyville.