The Photon:
Photon, oh photon! Why fast do you run?
The place that you end up is where you begun.
Photon! You give all your time-space away!
Now you have nothing to move in, I say.
Photon! Why quick do you speed through the night?
Where will you find substance to shine forth your light?
Forever you travel without any wage.
Forever existing yet never you age.
'till as a moment! With ultimate speed!
Tell me, oh prophet, your wit and your creed.
Are you a particle? Are you a wave?
Do you still vex Einstein in his earthen grave?
Sneider the Spider
A frisky little bug named Snider
Was a happy-go-lucky spider.
Perched atop a pile of leaves
Enjoying the mid-autumn breeze.
Snider started in the mood
To spin a web to catch some food
But as the spider sewed to angle
Flies and fleas in sticky tangle
What should chance upon his sight
A little puppy dog, in fright.
“Oh, poor puppy,” Snider thinked
A tear dropped from his eye. He blinked.
“Tell me pup, where is your owner?
A puppy mustn’t be a loner.”
Puppy yapped and said, “Don’t know!
My master, little Billy Joe,
Was giving me my morning walk.
We went just about a block
Then I saw a girlie frog
(She wore a flower ‘top her nog)
I pounced quick upon the critter!
Almost caught her, nearly bit her!
She hopped fast, I sprinted toward her
(She croaked, ‘stop’ but I ignored her)
Then she leaped and got away.
I lost myself near you that way.”
“So you did,” the spider jested.
“I can help you,” he suggested.
So to find the master Billy.,
He leapt on doggie willy-nilly.
“Onward” ordered furry spider
“Onward” yelled the tiny rider.
From street to street the two friends trotted
Round the hills that houses dotted
Past each house they ‘xamined slowly
‘Long the humble valley lowly.
‘till they spied the tiny dwelling
Doggy recognized by smelling
“It’s my home!” He leapt with jolly
“Great!” said Snider “Gee, by golly!”
And there was Billy, in despair
‘till he saw his puppy there.
Snider watched the gay uniting
Dog and boy! T’was so exciting!
But now was time for Snider’s dinner
So he started up his spinner.
Drew a strand of webbing sticky
From his belly (yes, that’s icky)
Started weaving sheets of webbing
Daylight slowly downward ebbing
“Spider friend!” a voice arising
Pup called out, “I have surprising
News for you!” He said all yappy,
“Look a dog house! We’ll both be happy!”
So Dog lived in his house with ease
While Snider got fat on puppy’s fleas.
Happy life and long he lives
He that learns to love and gives.
Once I ate some spinach
It make me SPIN and ITCH!
I went to the spin doc
Who helped me unwind
I went to the itch doc
Who was hard to find
He gave me some ointment, and 'natch.
His itch stuff was made from pure SCRATCH