...so the next week <br />I thought, why not bring <br />these rather fine elements together <br /> <br />start at the bottom, earth, water... <br />I gave it a provisional name, <br />Material Under Declassification <br /> <br />or MUD for short; left it around. <br />Not much happened. <br />Then children discovered it, loved it. <br /> <br />Not much progress. So <br />I added fire. Easy-peasy; hot country <br />I'd chosen for the lab. Time later <br />for those colder Northern hearts. <br /> <br />Yes. Had wait a fair mantime; but <br />it passed like no time at all. <br />'They' discovered bricks. <br /> <br />Things really started to move. <br />Or rather, rest in bijou residences. <br /> <br />Labourers, have you noticed, <br />get bored. Especially <br />with no one passing to whistle at. <br />I didn't invent the hajib, any more <br />than I invented figleaf bikinis <br />and shame - they did. <br /> <br />So - bored labourer in brickyard <br />takes out half-baked brick (like him...) <br />and papyrus root (yeah, yeah, <br />that comes later...) and writes <br />rude words on brick. <br />About his employer natch. <br />'Ph*** U Pharoah' <br /> <br />Yes, it's all going nicely. <br />Everything's god. <br />Oops. meant to write, good..<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-s-notebook-1-material-under-declassification/
