Jonathan P. Dowling
There is this weird codger named Wootters,
Who seeks to build quantum computers.
He's wagered two bits,
He'll prevail without qubits,
But he finds he has many disputers.
A couple of young guys in Boulder,
The chemist heaved a long sigh,
When his filtrate was finally dry ...
A quantum mechanic named Twitty,
Is trying out "Schroedinger's Kitty".
McHumbug maintains the delusion,
That soon he'll be getting cold fusion.
Our buoyant new physics instructor,
Has found a new superconductor.
He shouts, "The Tc
Is room temp -- do you see!?"
While afloat on a magnetic inductor.