The Arrow and the Bong
I shot an arrow into the sky
It fell to earth, I knew not why
The year was sixteen-forty-three
Before Isaac's discovery
Yet had that arrow fallen where
The infant slept, yet unaware
That arrows, just like apples, fall
The 'why' might have remained unsolved
My point fell safe fortunately
So Isaac gave us gravity
Now you will have to wonder why
This rhyming archer has not died
Perhaps the title does mislead
A cheap trick to increase the reads
At least it rhymes with Henry's 'song'
(But, unlike me)
Both he and Isaac are long gone
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