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Spinning Towards the Dark

Boffins are finding such strange stuff        
lurking inside tiny Atoms,      
Why' there just don't seem room enough      
for Electrons and the Neutrons        
without those Protons and Bosons        
Fermions, Leptons and the Quarks,        
tight packed, like paired Dolly Partons,        
now, I'm spinning towards a lark.        
        
When they've stripped Atoms to the buff        
and found even the Tachyon,        
and the one which keeps us handcuffed        
to the ground, the glue, Graviton.        
My hope then is that they'll keep searching on        
until they find some tiny spark        
of the Chronon and the Morton        
because, the truth of these is rather stark.      
      
Ghosts from ages past might sigh, " tough...        
enough,' with this drab carry on,        
why,' in our day death's good enough        
and what's with Mortons and Chronons?"        
Ah, dear ghost, I made these up from        
Mort(death) & Chronus(time) a lark,        
I'm tangled in these, my swan song?        
but, fast spinning towards my dark...
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