Viv Wigley Poet Rhyme

Weird Science

The Large Hadron Collider was built deep beneath the Earth
to help reveal the secrets of the Universe's birth.
I'm not quite sure what benefits this expensive research brings
but I wish that they would give answers to more important things-
Like, when you're in a rush, why all the traffic lights are red,
why every night the missus takes up four-fifths of the bed.
If  love has got no spikes or blades, why does it often hurt?
And how does boiled beetroot know you're wearing a white shirt?
So, Scientists, splitting a proton just to find what it unlocks,
maybe in the black hole you'll find a pile of my odd socks?

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Janis Medders Tobechi September 26, 2016 at 10:57 AM I love this. Well put and good rhyme. tp Viv Wigley September 27, 2016 at 12:57 AM Thanks, Janis, Viv x

Jean Murray September 24, 2016 at 5:24 PM ViV, you are at the end of my list of favourites. Is it alphabetical? Anyway, just when I need a lift, you crack me up. Thank you. Viv Wigley September 25, 2016 at 12:03 AM It's been a problem all my life, Jean, I was last in the queue for school dinners, too. I was a stick insect for seventeen years. I am considering changing my name to Aaron A. Aardvark. Aaron x

Carol Eastman September 24, 2016 at 1:28 PM LOL... Bravo! Viv Wigley September 25, 2016 at 12:03 AM Thanks, Carol. Life's little mysteries we shall take to our graves. Viv x

Casarah Nance September 22, 2016 at 6:09 AM haha clever, I enjoyed ;) hugsx Viv Wigley September 22, 2016 at 11:11 PM Thanks, Casarah, I'm sure you have similar unanswered questions, Viv x

Andrea Dietrich September 21, 2016 at 3:30 PM You are at your best in this short humorous poetry, Viv. Love it. Viv Wigley September 22, 2016 at 5:56 AM Yes, Andrea, the 'Legend' one was long just to do an epic build up, before going silly. Not my usual style, I know. Thanks for popping by, hope you're ticketty-boo. Love 'n hugs, Viv x

Cheryl Hoffman September 21, 2016 at 9:08 AM Hilarious Viv, please keep them coming as we could all use a daily laugh!:) Viv Wigley September 22, 2016 at 5:57 AM I don't know about daily, Cheryl, not enough hours in a day at the moment..... Thanks for dropping by, glad you liked it. Viv x

Richard Lamoureux September 21, 2016 at 8:17 AM Ha ha, this is fun Viv. Also, thanks for visiting. Viv Wigley September 22, 2016 at 5:58 AM Thanks, Richard, there are some things mankind will never get to grips with. Hope you're doing fine. Regards, Viv

Laura Leiser September 20, 2016 at 11:38 PM Loved the humor in this, as usual! So entertaining, Viv :) Viv Wigley September 21, 2016 at 12:09 AM Thanks, Laura, so many frustrating questions in life, eh? Viv x

Poet Destroyer A September 20, 2016 at 5:11 PM Viv, now that's one discovery, I want to be part of...lol..enjoyed. Linda Viv Wigley September 21, 2016 at 12:10 AM Nah, I can't believe you have any odd socks, Linda- I bet yours are all paired up in the tubes from toilet rolls, to stop 'em escaping. Viv x

Supraja Kannan September 20, 2016 at 10:10 AM Ha ha... Very funny..Your poem made me smile...I enjoyed it... Great one... Viv Wigley September 21, 2016 at 12:11 AM Thanks, Supraja, appreciate the visit. Viv

Daniel Turner September 20, 2016 at 9:19 AM Very funny, Mr Viv. If sound can't travel through a vacuum why are they so loud? How can we trust atoms, when they make up everything? Love your sense of humor!

Charlie Smith September 20, 2016 at 8:40 AM Why do we always have to stand up to reach that new roll of toilet paper? Good one Viv... Viv Wigley September 21, 2016 at 12:11 AM Indeed, Charlie, that's why I've got a container of 'em on the floor. Just out of reach :( . Viv

Nette Onclaud September 20, 2016 at 7:54 AM lol, viv.. wondering now about the black hole..heelarious!..huggs Viv Wigley September 21, 2016 at 12:12 AM They must go somewhere, nette. Viv x

Jan Allison September 20, 2016 at 6:56 AM ha ha ha oh great humour Mr Viv ... those mysteries of life that cannot be resolved - I am sure there is a sock monster in most houses as I too have a pile of unmatched socks! :-) hugs Jan xx Viv Wigley September 20, 2016 at 7:20 AM ...not forgetting that on a roll of sellotape, the last half that you really need at the end is always brown paper. Now THAT needs sorting. Thanks for dropping by, Jan. Viv x