In youth, his hair grew like a weed,
But Old Hubble was balding, indeed.
"I know that I ought
To make this constant a naught,
Then my hairline will never recede."
PETA was out in full force,
But not for a dog or a horse.
Einstein sat all night awake.
"These equations are so hard to make!"
Dr. Young was having a fit.
His optics had developed a slit.
There once was a Chemist named Pauling,
Whose predictions were downright enthralling.
There once was a Solid State Phys.
Who hated this Quantum Math biz.
(* Colorful language in the tradition of Richard Feynman)
"It's here, right under your nose!"
"Just arrange the whole thing in rows."
An equal of Gordon was Klein,
And his work was equally fine.
Hadrons, leptons, bosons, too,
Are members of our little zoo.
Can there be any levity
The accountant was ranting and hissing!
Such an audit was not of our wishing!
But such was our state,
An astronomer's fate,
Since some of our mass was found missing!