While I was playing with the Shakespearean Insulter the other day, I clcked the Zenith Poetry link and found myself at the Heretical Rhyme Generator. Yeah! Another fun way to while away some idle moments. Here's one I did earlier:
Mendel's Serenade
What are these tiresome weasel words
Are they yours or hers or mine or his?
I ask only that you tell me, Lords
Was there ever spoken as true as this?
I edited it a little, but mostly to improve the cadence. Utter nonsense, but perhaps not entirely without merit.
Next up, mood music from k u: l i: (their latest offering, just released)
Melancholy, but mixed with optimism and peace.
And finally, why is the sky blue daddy?
Because the sun emits solar radiation, some of which is visible to the human eye. We see colors depending on the length of the light waves, from the longest (red) to the shortest (blue). When solar radiation passes through the earth's atmosphere, various molecules scatter the light waves (called diffusion). Blue waves, which are short and intense, get diffused more widely than other waves - so we see the sky as blue.
I suppose I can understand why some people say, because God made it that way. But boy, is that a cop out! Why not say, well, [insert child's name], you've asked me something which I don't know the answer to. How about you and me find out?
In days gone by perhaps there was an excuse in that finding out could be a major task, so the God did it answer was more excusable. But come on, it's much easier today, so there's really no excuse for fobbing off children with bullshit answers (and stifling their curiosity into the bargain).
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