How ThePope met Professor Pi
A
node in one act, by
Jay Bonci
Ahh what of
A Pope I once knew
How he came to be and now is gone
Though he was only met by
few
His
name must go on...
A simple
noder was this man
Stuck in a
lab not far from mine
To choose a simple
nick was his plan
He thought a
pun on his
name would be fine
Kraus, he says, rhymes
Pope in
Dutch
Surely another man would be as
pap-al
He said to
himself as much.
"I am the only
pope, and that is all"
To claim this was his
folly
Another pope went by the name of
Kurt
and neither did live in Rome. "
Golly"
he said "to be this
mistaken does hurt."
So a
chemist he was, and soon he will be
Happy were his
nodes, many of
fact
Noding in the lab from his
laptop PC
There was something his
identity soon
lacked.
It was a pale night in
outside that day
When I began to
idly talk
"Hey,
ThePope, where are you from" I do say
For we are
bored, and
noders I do
stalk.
A school in
Worcester as it turns out
Educated both of us, albeit
separate
He was working on a
doctoral bout
And I, a lowly
undergraduate
Greeting and
meeting and a in couple
hours
A
noder I had met, a man of much
style
We swapped
writing and soon was
ours
Friends to chat with once and a while.
Soon he came to me with quite a
plea
The man
Kurt, he stole my
name
When they see it they don't think of
me
For I am not the
Pope of Fame
Then he said, "A
Professor shall I be..
One who show his love of a
decimal
I can hear
their cries with three
And ending with my life being
full
So in the blink of a
SQL, and that was that
ThePope as we know him was no more
There also used to be one without a
hat
(But rhyming
his name would be a
chore )
And goodbye to my old
vactican friend
And a warm
hello to a
Professor_Pi
I
pray that this is not the end...
New
name, a
catbox alias, but the
same guy.