Written for my favorite professor and all round lovely human being, Tony Nuttall.

To Professor A.D. Nuttall, on the Occasion of his Retirement

Of Nuttall’s wit, twould take an age to tell;
Such learning’s rarely found in one so sane
And rarer still, he can convey it well,
To make us wise, with minimum of pain.
Keenly, he’ll impart a scarce-known fact,
From deep in his encyclopaedic mind;
Were all books lost, tis he would have to act
To recreate the wisdom of mankind.
Yet he must leave, to take to pastures new
From pastures New, his scholarly élan
Now those beyond the dreaming spires may view
This library, enclosed within one man.
The dons will mourn his loss for Learning’s sake;
Not all their minds could half a Nuttall make.