Tuesday, September 14, 2010

...Abimelech himself said to Isaac:
Depart from us, for thou art become
Much mightier than we.

Marsh pennywort will pay out dividends
As it multiplies interest, its coin-
Rounded leaves dangle thin purse-strings for fronds,
Spreading the inflation of its foreign green,
Hard currency in wetland’s liquid time,
Precious specie preponderating pond
Economies in an aggressive scheme
Necessarily blessed because so fecund.

Now, Abimelech paid out the price of pride
Yammering on about Isaac’s teeming hoard.
What worried him was how fluid the coins
Of the realm devalued in this Hebrew brood.
Renowned as bad pennies, they seemed prepared
To issue greener species from Isaac’s loins.

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