Little Elmo, Bumstead’s grade school neighbor,
Displays a wisdom way beyond his years.
While Dagwood, wide-eyed, listens to his lore,
Elmo reveals our major source of tears.
“Boy, school is really tough this year,” he chats,
“Especially biology.” A pause.
“The boys are studying girls, the girls [of course]
“Are studying boys, what makes us tick, all that . . .”
The child stops walking; Dagwood peers, nodding,
Patient, waiting for the culmination.
Quickly it comes—“So far everybody’s
Flunking.” A child’s insight to creation—
In one three panel comic strip, enthralled,
We find the hist’ry of the world writ small!
(1/31/13)