Tennessee Claflin Shope

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Tennessee Claflin Shope

I was the laughing-stock of the village,

Chiefly of the people of good sense, as they call themselves⁠—

Also of the learned, like Rev. Peet, who read Greek

The same as English.

For instead of talking free trade,

Or preaching some form of baptism;

Instead of believing in the efficacy

Of walking cracks⁠—picking up pins the right way,

Seeing the new moon over the right shoulder,

Or curing rheumatism with blue glass,

I asserted the sovereignty of my own soul.

Before Mary Baker G. Eddy even got started

With what she called science

I had mastered the Bhagavad Gita,

And cured my soul, before Mary

Began to cure bodies with souls⁠—

Peace to all worlds!