Today’s limerick is on (un)intelligent design. Proponents of so-called “intelligent design” are always rambling on about watchmakers and 747s being whipped up by the Maker from the junkyard of spare biological parts lying around. They make it sound like everything is so intentionally, wonderfully designed that there can only be One Answer as to how things are as they are. But they never seem to distinguish the miserable from the horrible, as Woody Allen once said. We are all miserable. But why would an “intelligent” designer design my deviated septum? Or my wife’s intestines? Or my mother’s knees? Why such horror?
“Unintelligent Design”
If life on this earth was designed
with all of us neatly in mind
why isn’t it clear
just why we are here,
not to mention the crippled and blind?
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Marc Di Martino 
Or your beautiful daughter, growing so rapidly? Or your magnificent brain? The seven hills of Rome? Why, indeed?
But am totally digging your limericks.
This is edifying news!
On my Website devoted to original limericks, I included a portion to atheist or agnostic verses titled “Who Let the Gods Out?”
It was a relief to get a few pounds of dead weight off my shoulders. I’m sure you can relate to that.
My best to you and the readers,
Ove
Yes, I can relate, and limericks are also great fun to compose.
I meant, “I DEVOTED a portion to atheist and agnostic verses…”
I cant typ to sav my file. 😦