Trouble
Oh, we've got trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Trouble in Particle City!
There's a crack in the Standard Model
That's the neat cubby hole cabinet
That Physicists have stored particles in
Lined up like books in library shelfs
You know what books are
They're those things you can read
Without being plugged in, powered up or turned on
Where you turn the pages, not flip them!
Well, the particles are those things we can't see
That make up matter and energy
Matter is made up of quarks or leptons.
The way that physicists have discovered them
Is by smashing heavy things like protons in a collider!
It's like a boy would smash an alarm clock on the ground
So that he could see the parts it was made from!
In a collider, the particles only last for microseconds
Just enough time to measure their mass and spin!
Yes, particles spin like tops and they have mass!
Well, some of them do, but it's just a fun way to label them!
Quarks come in different colors and flavors like candy
But they mix to make up colorless matter!
Leptons are for much lighter stuff like electrons and muons!
Bosons carry the forces of nature!
Muons spin and wobble in a magnetic field
Like they're dancing after drinking too much!
Well, some smart aleck scientists discovered a muon
That doesn't quite wobble like it should
According to the calculations that describe it!
Good heavens, it's a disaster!
Hundreds of particle physicists
Worked for decades on this Standard Table
Only to have it become shaky
Like an old table with one shorter leg!
Boy, do we have trouble in
Particle Physics City!
This was inspired by a song from my favorite musical, The Music Man!
The sketch is a 3D creation!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8
