If your mind is ever critical
And waxing analytical
The tale with a hair pin twist
Will stump you from the offing
It's a story about nothing
Moreover, nothing doesn't exist
If there’s nothing on your mind
There are books you’ll find
Michael Faraday was keen to insist
There’s magnetics everywhere
Even with no light or air
Nothing’s in your head
It doesn’t exist
It took a lot of nerves
Declaring space is full of curves
But you'll get the Einstein-ian jist
It may crank your cranial cavity
That mass informs gravity
So no thing really does not exist
Photon particles zoom
Through your hoover vacuum
There is no place that molecules missed
So why labour in vain
For material gain
When nothing doesn't even exist ?
We're so long into our race
All we're chasing is the chase
Smashing nature with a clenched ham fist
Far too clever just to be
And enjoy everything for free
We built a never ending shopping list
It's an age old riddle
With ourselves stuck in the middle
And our gods in the gathering mist
Think hard like a boffin
And you won't wind up with nothing
Coz you'll know that nothing doesn't exist
You can knock it if you must
But I’m not about to bust
Any gut just because you can’t see
That nothing never started
It’ll leave you broken-hearted
Or dancing in a new born free
I’m cheated. It’s unfair
That nothing’s nowhere
Like my Blarney stone never got kissed
Now I walk around scoffing
Hey, now I’m scared of nothing
And I am - although it doesn’t exist.
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