<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357616" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ignoramus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What crass, abysmal ignorance! Forlorn!<br>Despite his looks, the man must be half-witted!<br>They gasped for air; they gazed on him in scorn,<br>And tried to think of epithets that fitted.<br>Clown! Dolt! Unlettered oaf! And yet, some spark<br>Of clear intelligence seemed in his bearing.<br>Men called him clever! But his one remark <br>His only one - had left them gaping, staring!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Long had they argued: first this one, then that,<br>Sedately, quietly, gravely polemic.<br>No voice was raised; each had the subject pat <br>A weighty matter, almost academic.<br>But he had said no word; but sat and read<br>A book by Einstein, while the rest disputed,<br>A hand supporting his fine, massive head;<br>And seemed to be all that he was reputed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And still they talked and talked; till some one stopped,<br>Searching for words, and so the thread was broken.<br>Then he looked up; and then the bomb was dropped<br>As, joining the discussion, he had spoken.<br>His long white finger marking still his place<br>Upon the page he read, the question rolling<br>Prim and precise, he said, with smiling face:<br>'Excuse me, but - er - what IS body bowling?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357616" data-title="Ignoramus de Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis" data-description="What crass, abysmal ignorance! Forlorn! Despite his looks, the man must be half-witted! They gasped for air; they gazed on him in scorn, And tried to think of epithets that fitted. Clown! Dolt! Unlettered oaf! And yet, some spark Of clear intellig..."></div> </div> </div>

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