Dots

A dot on paper was analyzed The lawyer viewed such evidence For all legalities, scrutinized Then ably wrote his structured defense. 'The dot is proof of serious grime No doubt there was intrusion Allow me to pinpoint the morbid crime That will lead to the prosecution.' Next came the languid aging preacher, He searched for erroneous doctrine Examined the pristine paper And the corrupting dot therein. 'There is much here spiritually The white of paper was transgressed, It is the dot of immorality And repentance must be addressed.' Just then a young poet passed by He viewed the subject paper closely A sudden twinkle met his eye He began to write vigorously. 'Oh paper fair so pure and white! Thy presence blessed with a single dot, Such beautiful partnership in sight For words to praise thee, I know not! What bond is there compatible? Imagination cannot hold! A woven story in that scribble With dots, poetry can be told.' December 6,2009