There once was a man from Seattle
Who engaged evolution in battle.
When the dust settled down
his work, it was found,
Was made of all hat and no cattle.
NOW WITH BONUS DOUBLE DACTYL!
“God-privileged planet” books
made him his name.
Tenure’s refused, so this
begs for his job lest he
file a claim.
Your turn. (Or do the LOL-version).
A mildly cruder limerick on the same theme is below the fold:
Gonzales from down in Des Moines
saw in research two sides of a coin
He saw fame on the head
but got in its stead
not the tail, but parts nearer the groin.