An Achromatic Hat
November 7, 2011 § Leave a comment
He couldn’t sleep, so he went downstairs,
Gathered legal documents, alumni magazines,
And every scrap of fine print he could find,
And shredded them all with a coarse cheese grater.
He braided the scraps into long strands,
And wove them into an achromatic hat
Which he placed on his head to ward off insomnia.