epiphany of a wee dog

A self is not self but no one else

Infinite finite then drunken shots

Leaps scientific belief a lot

Macguffin no longer young or old

And breaches atomic plum duffery

Nights and roofless dense flights

Protons hard nuts with quarks

Ploughmen gas and comets fart

Puree pranks, black holes menstruate

Wimpling wormholes thou jink

To birth creation in god’s stink

Crook and crooked you are

A gruntle with a groan

We’ll patch you up old sun

Send you home

Dancing light and bright

Up in yon starry night

We’ll look and see

Something that remind them

Ephinany of you and me

And a wee dog

Looking awful smug

Faced with it all

Wags a tail and chases a ball