Storm Water
Storm water rushing-------
Freely gushing?
Pulled by all other
Drops of matter
That seem to spatter
This universe we did discover.
With calculus we may define
The limits of this rushing line
Of potential power.
For from our calculating ivory tower
Its make-up we do try
To fathom with our minds.
And with introspect we try to pry
Far within our minds own eye
So we change our calculus absolute
And being resolute
We quantize our thought
Unfortunate that we’ve bought
Another uncertainty principle.
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