(To be sung to the tune of The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald)
I really can’t swear just what happens out there, Yes, some are aware E=mc2 Some shoppers compare the size of two wares Now Kuhn and Capon made a study thereon It may be we’ve spilled our last carton of milk In such an event we are very content We may have no space or know it will waste, I need not go on, for my point it is won, Now Capon and Kuhn may have spoken too soon, |
[Editor’s note: This poem’s topic seems to be rationalism in cognitive anthropology. Hence, some readers may wonder why it is appearing in a linguistics journal. Aside from pointing out that linguistics is an inherently interdisciplinary field, I can only reply that sometimes artistic excellence supersedes considerations of topicality.
Those seeking some context to aid in understanding this poem should consult Jean Lave’s Cognition in Practice. Those wondering how the tune of The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald goes should ask someone other than me.]