Run, jump, scream, duck, dodge and leap
Try to stay on your running feet
Honey in the hive
The bees are alive
Run, jump, scream, don't fall and leap!
Soon the curious swelled to a mob.
as they gathered to gape at the glob.
Someone prods with a stick.
as another screams: " Quick!"
"We must run for our lives! It's the Blob!"
Tom sat there eating the last of his bread,
wondering if the next day he'd get fed,
felt like a dumb cluck,
down on his luck,
till a light went off the top of his head
Though we hail Albert E.’s creativity
For his grand tour de force, relativity,
It remains a tough climb
To imagine space-time
With its axes not fixed but all pivoty.
Obi Wan Kenobi
Said “dooby do be dobie”
He wasn’t one but nearly two
And didn’t know just what to do
In his brownie, Kenobi robe(y)
We've LANDed a PROBE on a COMet
and FOUND it was MADE of green VOMit.
Well, CREAtures withIN it,
deCIded to THIN it,
serve PROBE a pea SOUP, then emBALM it.
posted: 15 Nov, 2014
Their well being covers every corner of his conscience
caring for them is his default so beyond science
even when he seems wicked
he’d not mind to go naked
for love in their life to have a high rate of prevalence.
Dark matter makes scientists sweat
Their telescopes can't find it...yet
What's lost could be found
If they’d just turn around
And gaze at a sexy brunette
The best way to see variation
is computing a standard deviation.
But variance is preferred
By all the non-nerds
Who can't do a rootification.
One of dem Saucer land in da Bayou
Ole Boudreaux out huntin say "Jus who be you?"
Den he point him shodgun
And say "Lookee here son...
Jus found some green OKRA to seasonne my stew!"
With precision we carved out the sand
here at home, down on your cursed land
We defy you to try
You will surely failWhy?
We used nothing that looks like your hand.
A hot opportunity knocks
Buy and sell incoming space rocks
We love asteroids
But are covered by Lloyds
In case our own blocks suffer shocks
Vaccines are all carefully made
To fight what should make us afraid
Some hate the syringe
And now they should cringe
As hosts the bad germs could invade
How long will you manipulate the hand
Before it starts to control its own mind
Into a fist, a tool, a sad wave goodbye
To begin to see with the freethinking eye
Machines giving a handshake to their world
I once had a satanic phone,
When anyone called, it would groan.
It made up a lie,
Told my girlfriend Di:
‘He’s out…giving the dog a bone.’ *
*Slang for sex
Fine Head, Great Posture!
There once was a scientist from down under,
Who was predisposed to error and blunder?
In an attempt to clone,
He begat only bone,
And he became known as the Sidney wonder.
There was a woman who lived on Jakku,
who lived in a robot and ate stew,
she met some droids,
and fought people on steroids,
and flew a frater too.
There once was a man most ancient
Who, more often than not, was complacent
He flew through the stars
From Gallifrey to Mars
Protecting we humans most nascent
Ah, sighence, indeed quite a puzzly puzzle.
The hypothermical leaves you chilly with a muzzle.
Solvent? I think not,
Stirring up the pot,
Overflow of info, gear up you better guzzle.
Once there was a man called Simon “the Institution”
Debated “shift from religious institutions to educational “
protection of individual conscience
protection of group rights, a science
Bloody these goals need a lot of research!
Their once was a living door called Able,
That did curve and bend, very capable,
When I approached to go through,
Facilitating and friendly just like you,
And I so often wished that Able was datable
a great gift of innovation
resulting in elimination
where carbon does slow
and electricity flow
a delightful step in integration
An electron, so perfectly round
it could spin without wobble or sound,
was measured carefully
at fixed velocity,
but its position couldn’t be found.
The Man With Two Heads
There once was a man with two heads
Of letters and science well read
By the light of the moon
He could make juries swoon
Spinning truth so fast their ears bled!
For Carolyn Devonshire's contest: Lawyer Limericks
From huge pterodactyls
and the chaos that comes from fractals
we now boldly resolve
that we must soon evolve
into 'Homo astronauticals.'