Monday, March 14, 2011

Poem: A Wise Man from Cork

Cork, Ireland

A Wise Man from Cork

There once was a wise man from Cork,
Some people thought him a dork,
But lucky for him and lucky for you
He knew twice as much as any man who
Lived half of the days the wise man had lived;
In fact, he knew more than any man did,

The wise man was wise despite his dull looks,
Who cared how he looked when he memorized books,
He had all the answers when questions arose,
It wasn’t just luck he really did know,

So watch who you call a dork my dear friend,
He might be the man who’ll help in the end,
He’ll figure the whos, the hows, and the whys
As we stumble about with bugs in our eyes,

Yes, lucky for him and lucky for you,
The wise man from Cork is a humble man too,
He cares not a bit for bragging and such,
He rarely accepts the offer of lunch,
He’d rather be left to read his fine books,
And ponder the wonders of rippling brooks,
Yes, lucky for him and lucky for you,
The wise man is lucky,
And so are you.

1 comment:

  1. oh love love it!! So clever! Happy St. Patty's Day!! Love you! xo

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