I heard a poem - TTLG Forums

Dia on 15/7/2006 at 01:21

At least, I think it was a poem. Or a part of one. But search as I might, I can't find the author or the rest of this poem-whatever. Has anyone else ever heard/read these words? Help, please? Thank you.

'In that book which is my memory,
On the first page of the chapter that is the day
When I first met you,
Appear the words,
Here begins a new life.'

Agent Monkeysee on 15/7/2006 at 01:29

(http://web.mit.edu/ryanlee/www/poetry.html)

Dia on 15/7/2006 at 01:39

Thank you AM. Very much appreciated.

Mortal Monkey on 15/7/2006 at 02:50

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A mathematician named Klein
Thought the Möbius band was divine.
Said he: "If you glue
The edges of two,
You'll get a weird bottle like mine."

(unattributed)

Mr.Duck on 15/7/2006 at 06:59

That bong simply won't do, tsk.

Para?noid on 15/7/2006 at 09:58

There was a duck from TTLG
Who had a fascination with pee
The forums all laughed
Either that or they barfed
But the duck simply said "Wee wee..."

theBlackman on 15/7/2006 at 10:43

Para?Noid, a regular here,
Gained much inspiration from beer.
But mostly did diddle
With his electric gitfiddle,
Trying to tune his tin ear.

;)

paloalto on 15/7/2006 at 16:59

Schroedingers cat sat on a wall.
A black hole came and swallowed it all.
All the string theorists and relative charm,
could not keep the cat from coming to harm.
The cat passed away and went
walking through walls,straight to
the science academy halls.
He said learned gents I don't mean to alarm,
but the world is an illusion recycling farm.
And the concepts we know as space
and of time are wave centered motion
that exist in your mind,the same mind you
use to examine the mess to reflect
a reflection of a relative guess.
The scientists grumbled our methods are sound.
We have our diplomas, our truth we expound.
The cat bounded away and said only one thing,
men I have a date with a big ball of string.

theBlackman on 15/7/2006 at 23:15

Nicely done.

Inside the box the cat may be, or not.
Can't open the box. Can't let it out.
Is it in there or gone with the wind?
Nobody knows, 'cause we can't look therein.

Stanford and Physics -always a good mix,
But even those guys the dilemma can't fix.
Schroedinger's cat just sits there and grins,
While Physicists play, and nobody wins.

:cheeky: :p

Tocky on 16/7/2006 at 00:03

Where is the part where it takes a dump behind your chair and gets booted a "relatively" long way? It gets left out that's where. The shitngit factor always is.