"Ode to an Academic."

"It's That Simple."

"The Reason Why."

Song of Sums

By David Choate

Though the vile are venerated,  
 
Though the best are beaten, blighted,  
 
Though the dumb are decorated,  
 
Though Mick Jagger's just been knighted,

 
Two and two are still just four.  
 
 
And even if Our Lord's created  
 
Other Worlds more consecrated,  
 
There's none in which some other two  
 
When added right yields left or blue.  
 
No, the answer's always four.  
 
 
Yes, two and two are still just four.  
 
Before and now and evermore,  
 
Before and now and evermore  
 
 
Though sophists rage unabated,  
 
The Paul de Mans, the Jacque Derridas  
 
Though these types are celebrated,  
 
(Though both were Nazis-- both real shiddas)  
 
Two and two are still just four.  
 
 
Though every woman's now a woe,  
 
'Cause every chairman's now a chair,  
 
Though they beat pure logic low,  
 
And deconstruct the very air,  
 
Two and two are still just foe.  
 
 
That is, I mean, they are just four-  
 
I'm not at all the least less shore.  
 
 
(Chorus- with a swing of joy and energy)  
 
 
No, two and two are still just four.  
 
Before and now and evermore,  
 
Before and now and evermore.