Andrew was unaware that the real reason he couldn't get tenure at the university was because the students complained that he picked his nose while lecturing.
Some academics stroke their beards The male ones I suppose Others scratch their balding heads And then adjust their hose These traits show philosophic bent As students softly doze But they are wakeful to a faulty mind In one who picks his nose
He wants to teach the young forever Although he's never kept 'em It's not his arcane school of thought Just an itchy septum
Ruby, I guess we're all pretty much blissfully unaware of our own annoying habits. As to whether or not nose-picking is actually a done thing, I suggest you take a peek at Johanna's comment below.
Johanna! Isn't that against the law, like talking on a cell phone while driving? Anyway, always good to make sure you have a clean nose before getting to your next rendez-vous.
It is no doubt a serious fault To boldly yet blindly excavate one's nose While standing expounding to venerable students Who fill the lecture hall in rows Though it would surely be even worse to let loose a trumpeting fart As if one were a whale which rises to the surface and then blows Yes one must consider at least twice or thrice Before plunging index up to second knuckle in one's nostril For when confronted with such a beastly, heathenly performance The reaction from the audience could only become hostile...
Owen, You certainly get a prize for rhyming "nostril" with "hostile"! I thank you for having exposed the gesture of our learned friend here to be of that little known political action, "a nostril take-over"--un véritable coup de glaçage.
Indeed, indeed, I wonder if "nostril" and "hostile" have ever before been rhymed in all of modern poetry... there must be a way to verify such a thing. I have to admit to being quite inspired by DCW's adventurous rhyme of "kept'em" with "septum", he really went out on a limb there... :-) And hmmm, not sure that I want any of that glaçage on my cupcakes...
Owen, If the would-be prof had the habit of scratching his rear end while lecturing, you and DCW could have duked it out to see who would be the first to rhyme septum with rectum!
I saw a guy standing out on Rt. 66 today on the corner where the gas station is that I go to, and he was picking his nose! Right out there on the street! Sheesh. I guess they think no one is looking... Love your readers' comments too!
Stickup, A whole new take on "get your kicks on Route 66"! Did you notice what he did with the investigatory digit afterwards? It's even worse when the offender takes a long look at what he's dug up. Ick ick ick! Privacy of your own home, people (or maybe your car if you're Johanna {see above}).
Some academics stroke their beards
ReplyDeleteThe male ones I suppose
Others scratch their balding heads
And then adjust their hose
These traits show philosophic bent
As students softly doze
But they are wakeful to a faulty mind
In one who picks his nose
He wants to teach the young forever
Although he's never kept 'em
It's not his arcane school of thought
Just an itchy septum
DCW,
DeleteIf I was going to pick a winner for my favourite of your comments, I think I couldn't dig any deeper than this one!
No doubt the students have many "bad" habits of their own of which they are blissfully unaware.But seriously,nose picking,is this really done??????
ReplyDeleteRuby,
DeleteI guess we're all pretty much blissfully unaware of our own annoying habits. As to whether or not nose-picking is actually a done thing, I suggest you take a peek at Johanna's comment below.
confessions: i´m nose picking in the car. bad habit, i know. but nobody knows me on the highway;)
ReplyDeleteJohanna!
DeleteIsn't that against the law, like talking on a cell phone while driving? Anyway, always good to make sure you have a clean nose before getting to your next rendez-vous.
This Maxim was particularly "noseworthy".
ReplyDeleteShirl,
DeleteGlad that you dug this week's maxim!
May I enter the poetic competition ?
ReplyDeleteIt is no doubt a serious fault
To boldly yet blindly excavate one's nose
While standing expounding to venerable students
Who fill the lecture hall in rows
Though it would surely be even worse to let loose a trumpeting fart
As if one were a whale which rises to the surface and then blows
Yes one must consider at least twice or thrice
Before plunging index up to second knuckle in one's nostril
For when confronted with such a beastly, heathenly performance
The reaction from the audience could only become hostile...
Owen,
DeleteYou certainly get a prize for rhyming "nostril" with "hostile"! I thank you for having exposed the gesture of our learned friend here to be of that little known political action, "a nostril take-over"--un véritable coup de glaçage.
Indeed, indeed, I wonder if "nostril" and "hostile" have ever before been rhymed in all of modern poetry... there must be a way to verify such a thing. I have to admit to being quite inspired by DCW's adventurous rhyme of "kept'em" with "septum", he really went out on a limb there... :-) And hmmm, not sure that I want any of that glaçage on my cupcakes...
DeleteOwen,
DeleteIf the would-be prof had the habit of scratching his rear end while lecturing, you and DCW could have duked it out to see who would be the first to rhyme septum with rectum!
Love the story and the prose of DCM and Owen. The original is priceless but the comments are worth returning several times!
ReplyDeleteBises,
Genie
Genie,
DeleteAh yes, I sometimes feel my art is merely a vehicle for their artistry.
Wonderful drawing. I like it!
ReplyDeleteBest wishes; Merike :)
Thanks for stopping by, Merike. Nice to see you here.
DeleteSo true! (and thanks for the nice play on words)
ReplyDeleteÖtli,
DeleteOh my goodness, do you know someone like this?
I saw a guy standing out on Rt. 66 today on the corner where the gas station is that I go to, and he was picking his nose! Right out there on the street! Sheesh. I guess they think no one is looking... Love your readers' comments too!
ReplyDeleteStickup,
DeleteA whole new take on "get your kicks on Route 66"! Did you notice what he did with the investigatory digit afterwards? It's even worse when the offender takes a long look at what he's dug up. Ick ick ick! Privacy of your own home, people (or maybe your car if you're Johanna {see above}).