The Poem of Physics! (The Physics of Poems?)
Now it's time,
To start a rhyme.
A rhyme of physics,
No, not metaphysics.
Newton was 'neath an apple tree,
When an apple cometh falling free.
"Ow" he shouted,
As his thoughts unclouded.
A great invisible force, must be!
Perhaps we shall call it... gravity!
Soon publishing the "Principia Mathematica,"
He gave the academic world a heart attacka.
Within this massive tome,
Newton drove just three points home.
Now numbered one, two, and three,
Newton finally set physics free.
Number one, a classic!
We know your jar of Vlasic
Shall never move,
Unless 'tis kicked by a horse's hoove.
Then on to number two,
With a constant mass, it's always true!
F=ma, that's all.
This is Regents stuff, y'all.
Finally, we come to the third,
Always seen and often heard.
For all actions, each and every,
The opposite reaction is just as heavy.
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