
Tom Lehrer, with his wit quite refined,
Sang of elements in a list quite aligned.
But some isotopes there,
Caused a chemist to stare,
"Its atomic mass was never defined!"
Tom Lehrer, with his wit quite refined,
Sang of elements in a list quite aligned.
But some isotopes there,
Caused a chemist to stare,
"Its atomic mass was never defined!"
He gave her a feeling so grand,
But she issued a firm reprimand.
"My trust you must earn,
A new leaf you must turn,
Or my heart will stay out of your hand.
A dad, with his kin full of glee,
To Minnesota they longed just to be.
Past odd sights they did roam,
To a stringy sphere's home,
A grand ball of twine they would see!
At the Italian place, love felt brand new,
Like the finest red wine, its vintage so true.
But life's sauce can turn sour,
Love lost in an hour,
Yet friendship, like good wine, sees us through.
A singer whose feelings were deep,
His promise of true love to keep.
With a hopeful "Oh, do!"
"Please just love me!" said you,
For affection his heart would then leap.