Beware Of Gigo

And talking of man's old habits, On number one comes what he eats. Yet, what goes in is no big evil, It is what he eats and feels ill. Some insist on sensible food, Weigh what to eat, what not, and how, Some say food is bad nor yet good, And eat whatso will for a wow. Yet, while the world suffers from doubt, Know, what's-gorged-is-what-ye-get— WIGIWYG, no computer pet, It is garbage-in-garbage-out. Tummies may have been made so stout, But quality still has some clout. _______________________________________________ Sonnets | 05.12.07 |