Poetry for Science Sort of Stuff . .

Science it seems can be quite important

Particularly if you are an alien with a laser beam

Or Professor Bernard Quatermass

And his top notch scientific team  

But slightly less so if you have a van

On Clacton beach and like to sell ice cream

(Like granddad)  

All I know, which is not a lot

Is science can be jolly complex

And will mess with the thoughts

Inside your head

As someone explains time is just a paradox

And black is really red.

And electrons are all just empty space

And the human mind

Will turn everything into a smiley face

And Polypropylene is a linear hydrocarbon polymer

Which once warmed up can change its shape

A bit like my

Auntie Grace

Who seldom has

A

Smiley face.

Even when she has been heated up