wildflowers

by wiggly jones,"the little hippie boy"

aristotle was adamant buddha was a bore confucius was a con man darwin sat by the door einstein was enthusiastic francis fed the birds galileo had stars in his eyes heraclitus made up new words isaiah had a servant who baked judas an apple pie but good king richard stole it on his white horse riding by leonardo painted a picture for which moloch paid full price and he hung it on a rusty nail in his palace of black ice omar wrote a poem that st peter refused to read as he watched the queen of sheba ride by on her royal steed st thomas had a question for uncle bud to ponder as the eleventh foolish virgin rode into the wild blue yonder why does everybody ride when only i must walk? i exhort you, wayward brethren to listen when the wildflowers talk what is yet to come will never be revealed the cloud passes over the scarecrow and the rain falls on the field