Ode To a Modern Mariner
He came from the west in the land called Frisco.
A self-educated man who avoided disco.
To the shores of Burlington, a city in need.
To establish a new way, a better creed.
His followers were legion, his fame widespread.
A sojourner of truth who ate whole grain bread.
Was he the one, the great bambino?
No, no my friend, he was Papa Neutrino.
Photo by Matthew Thorsen.
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