So, here are three poems offered just for fun, rather than for inspiring sober reflection.
The element you’re prone to meet when you’re dead
To that stack of porno prints, might there be a link
To your printer’s being out of ink?
Alchemists of old, I’m told,
Were keen on turning lead to gold.
That failure rates were very high
Did not convince them not to try.
Mercury” that I’ve long thought of writing a series of poems about each of the atomic elements. It’s easy to understand why no one has done this before, however. Rhyming words like “molybdenum” and “praseodymium” would have taxed even the talents of the real Ogden Nash. Anyway, thoughts of the Periodic Table were, in part, responsible for two of the three efforts.
These are the only ones of which the news has come to Hah-vahd,ReplyDelete
And there may be many others but they haven't been dis-cahvahd.