Epic Seductions: Does Size Really Matter
Epics and Legends are not recounted,
Of the treacheries faced of molehills mounted.
Nor of intellectual broom closet meditations,
littered with dubious accounts of mop-bucket revelations.
Wandering among orchards withered and lean,
They scavenged for low fruit, long ago picked clean.
And so would you say, it is more or less worth,
Contemplations and discourses of such cognitive firth?
The Illuminati can sweep, the Faithful can dust,
While the Philosophers do, as Philosophers must.