The Pedant

“Hello John, I’m at a loss of words

For this majestic feeling inside.

I’m thinking that you my mate

Might relate and help me intellectualize.”

“Portray this feeling you say you feel

I’d love to share, my friend.

But before you start I’d like to say,

I’m not aware anywhere in Greek or Latin or Hebrew

Of such a sharp distinction you make

Between feeling inside and out.

That’s not to say you’re right or wrong

I’m simply saying I’m weary.”

“Okay, well that is interesting,

You’re always sharp and shrewd.

I don’t want to be a fool,

And based on my source you may think me so,

But Zarathustra’s famous imperative is

‘Distinguish! My friends.’”

“That may be so, I’m not saying not,

But the truth is always clear.

We may have limited access,

And that’s why the Scriptures are so dear,

My only point is to clarify

What you mean by ‘feeling inside.’

Pun intended: the ins and outs of things

Are important for me to find.”

“Well what I was feeling was

Something in my heart.

But now with all this indigestion

It’s moved down and turned into a fart.”