the purist

I give you now Professor Twist,
A conscientious scientist,
Trustees exclaimed, “He never bungles!”
And sent him off to distant jungles.
Camped on a tropic riverside,
One day he missed his loving bride.
She had, the guide informed him later,
Been eaten by an alligator.
Professor Twist could not but smile.
“You mean,” he said, “a crocodile.”

~Ogden Nash

2 responses to “the purist”

  1. scratchpost Says:

    (my dream) this is my dream, it is my own dream, i dreamt it. i dreamt that my hair was kempt. then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it. (also ogden nash)

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