A mysterious sight I did see,
In the horse trough, how could it be?
Where last night there was straw
Now it was worms that I saw
Appearing spontaneously.
Not so said Louis Pasteur,
In your conclusion you surely do err,
Worms will not grow
From straw don’t you know
But it might be Rhodococcus ruber
But Darwin, Dawkins and Sagan
Say we now know how life really began
It turns out the sight
Of worms might be right
Leading ultimately to the fraternity of man.
I’m so frustrated I could just yell,
Who’s right here someone should tell,
The truth should be reliable
So I’ll trust the Bible
And not buy what they’re trying to sell.
In the horse trough, how could it be?
Where last night there was straw
Now it was worms that I saw
Appearing spontaneously.
Not so said Louis Pasteur,
In your conclusion you surely do err,
Worms will not grow
From straw don’t you know
But it might be Rhodococcus ruber
But Darwin, Dawkins and Sagan
Say we now know how life really began
It turns out the sight
Of worms might be right
Leading ultimately to the fraternity of man.
I’m so frustrated I could just yell,
Who’s right here someone should tell,
The truth should be reliable
So I’ll trust the Bible
And not buy what they’re trying to sell.
A.T.
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