Thought Experiment
You’re “The Lady or the Tiger?”, I’m the reader who groans,
You’re the stem cells differentiating, I’d be the clones,
You’ll throw Scissors, you’ll throw Papers, but I’m sticking with Rocks,
You’re a Heisenberg electron, I’m a cat in a box.
You’re a quarter as it’s spinning in the air when it’s tossed,
I’m a senator of Rome who fears the Rubicon’s crossed.
So defect or else cooperate, I’ll go tit-for-tat —
You’re a Copenhagen particle, I’m Schroedinger’s cat.
(I started this feeling Cole-Porter-ish. Now I still feel Cole-Porter-ish in the sense that he hasn’t written a worthwhile thing in forty-five years.)
