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The Horrid Voice of Science

by Vachel Lindsay, 1919

"There's machinery in the
      butterfly;
   There's a mainspring to the
      bee;
There's hydraulics to a daisy,
   And contraptions to a tree.

"If we could see the birdie
      That makes the chirping sound
With x-ray, scientific eyes,
   We could see the wheels go
   round."

  And I hope all men
  Who think like this
  Will soon lie
  Underground.

Tags: humor, science

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