Poetry

Three partially sighted mice,
three partially sighted mice;
see how they ambulate at a less than optimal pace
on account of their vision impairment.
See how they ambulate at a less than optimal pace
on account of their vision impairment.

From a brief exchange on Facebook:

Rob - you can't outthink God.

A friend of mine - Did you try?

A slightly controversial poem I wrote on 6 March 1996; it speaks for itself.

Some time in 1994, Sharon and I met a lovely Mormon girl. She had a lot of questions and was exploring the reaches of her faith. I wrote this poem for her. It's a little rough, but this is pretty much as it came out, first draft: