I Heard Some Bad Publicity

I Heard Some Bad Publicity

I heard some bad publicity

About a fellow as he wrote

That which this university

Considered of a sour note.

The horn of a great dinosaur

Unearthed in a Montana dig

Revealed a secret that it bore

Which was astonishingly big,

As underneath his microscope

This was a miracle he saw;

A little glimpse, a gift of hope,

With the humility of awe;

As tissue such as this could last

About 3 or 4 thousand years

Which put it in no distant past,

But of a recent age appears.

Yet due to what this was about,

He being of a different mind,

They had to throw the fellow out

Considering his was no find,

And since he was religious, so

They couldn’t tolerate it for,

What atheists believe they know

Depends on all that they ignore.

And since the evidence must fit

The theory—so as to be sound—

Rather than what’s the opposite

It has to go back underground.

They fired him because he saw

What he was not supposed to see,

And there’s your scientistic flaw

Which once was Natural History.