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The Craven
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered quantum theory After many a YouTube video I felt I couldn’t take one more. While I sat there with mind numbing, suddenly there came a drumming As if something gently rattling, clattering on my bedroom floor ‘‘Tis some quantum object, I muttered, smashing on my bedroom floor Only this and nothing more Ah distinctly I remember, musings YouTube failed to hinder And each moment my mind renders, takes its toll upon my soul Drearily I thought of morrow, desperate to stop the sorrow From my childhood to the present, confidence I had no more For a life of mediocrity, finally in retirement mode Melancholy for evermore As each mellow sad uncertain rattle of the din bespoken thrilled me filled me with fantastic wonder never felt before So that now to still the beating of my heart i stood up, repeating “T’is some quantum particle clanging on my bedroom floor. Some small particle banging, clanging on my bedroom floor.” This it is and nothing more Presently my soul grew stronger hesitating then no longer Bending down I searched the floor for quantum evidence to score But the fact is I was lagging and so faintly it was rapping And so suddenly it rattled, clattering on my bedroom floor I thought per chance I’d only dreamt it but there plain the evidence bore. My tv remote lay on the floor Much I marveled my connection of events in retrospection Quantum theory has no meaning no relevancy bore For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with hearing quantum object hit the floor Electrons photons atoms ions, waves and other quanta galore But just a remote and nothing more