Neutron Bomb

Neutron Bomb
How doth the little neutron bomb
Improve its fission yield,
And pour the waters of its heart
Across the killing field.

How brilliantly it scores the sky,
How neatly fells the thrush,
As if it heard our hopelessness
And tried to beat the rush.
24 February 2012
A parody of a parody! Lewis Carroll’s How Doth the Little Crocodile makes fun of the deadly dull moralistic verse Against Idleness and Mischief by Isaac Watts. I figure that Carroll needs a cynicism upgrade for the 21st century.