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POEM: Sick of Being Bossed Around

I’m sick and tired of Gravity

telling me where I should go.

Why must I have more entropy?

And approaching c I must slow?

I’m all for conservation,

but electrical charge and mass?

What authoritarian nation

could get such laws to pass?


2 Comments

  1. alexankarr1 says:

    I know, it’s the ruddy limit, right? All this nonsense about the anthropic principle, we could do perfectly well without a speed limit for light on the intergalactic highway if you ask me. You’re a funny writer btw!

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