Space Child's Mother Goose
by Frederick Winsor
subject: Fiction and Literature
This is a wonderful little collection of nursery rhymes for scientists.
It's difficult to find, but worth the effort. Some
Probable-Possible, my black hen,
She lays eggs in the
She doesn't lay eggs in the Positive Now
she's unable to Postulate How.
Three jolly sailors from
They went to sea in a bottle by Klein.
the sea was entirely inside the hull
The scenery seen was
And my favorite, the one that ends with:
This is the Space Child with Brow Serene
the Button to Start the Machine
That made with the Cybernetics
Without Confusion, exposing the Bluff
That hung on the
Turn of a Plausible Phrase
And, shredding the Erudite Verbal Haze
Cloaking Constant K
Wrecked the Summary
Based on the Mummery
And Demolished the Theory Jack built.
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