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.