Ode To Physics This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

   Oh, how much I love this class,

I only hope that I will pass.

For this class I can't stop yearning,

Because it's Physics I love learning.

At seven twenty-five Physics is scheduled to begin,

To my face then creeps a big grin.

I would never consider coming in late,

For to miss even a second I would hate.

So, when class starts at seven twenty-five,

It feels so good to be alive.

Those forty-five minute I love so much,

For they are filled with vectors and such.

At the end of class, at the sound of the bell,

I must leave this heaven and enter a hell.

Because the rest of the day just cannot compare,

And I am left with a feeling of total despair.

(Unless of course I have lab,

Then my day isn't as drab.)

The rest of my day crawls slowly on,

In the rest of my classes I can't help but yawn.

At the end of the day, twenty till two,

I rush to my home to see what problems I can do.

(My afternoon is really great,

When my teacher assigns more than eight.)

When bedtime finally rolls around,

I pray that in my dreams will be found,

Lots of cars with constant velocities,

And other such atrocities.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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JCman said...
Feb. 15, 2011 at 6:47 pm

Oh Culomb, I know your law so well,

using it, it is so simple to tell,

the force between two point charges, no matter how far,

is dependent on their charge and how distant they are.


Electric field can tell you how strong a force would be,

or give you information about energy density.

They are not real, just a construct of the mind,

still it's hard to do physics without those imaginary lines.


Electric Potential... (more »)

JCman replied...
Feb. 15, 2011 at 6:49 pm
Don't know why it poasted double like that.  T'was not my doing.  Oh well.
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