Schrodinger's Cat Poem by Dave SmithWhite

Photons spin, electrons whirl,
Down there in odd quantum worlds.
The game is changed, some say deranged,
The sub-atomic ways are strange
And mysterious, and seriously surreal.

Is what you see, what you get;
A particle of truth or a wave of regret?
The choppy chaos of the paradigm bet;
A unique mathematic to fathom the set.

A new kind of looking with a new range of tools.
Up close and personal with weird molecules.
The study of coincidence that overturns the rules,
Of anomalous phenomena and the prophesy of fools.

Protons spin, neutrons twirl,
Like batons thrown by cheering girls.
Atoms twin in a spiral dance,
Of random proteins, where all is chance
And mysterious, and seriously surreal.

In the multiples of universe, the elements collide,
To fashion pious fabulum in all its form and pride.
The infinite possibilities, the vistas open wide
To the parallel realities, existing side by side.

Micron thin, the plasma swirls,
Deep within these nano worlds.
When is a cat, not a cat;
When it is, or where it's at?
It's all mysterious, and seriously surreal.