2
Little Miss Muffet
Sits on her tuffet
In a nonchalant sort of a way.
With her force field around her
The spider, the bounder,
Is not in the picture today.
- Frederick Winsor
12
Spin along in spatial night,
Artificial Satellite;
Monitor, with blip and beep,
The Universe - and Baby’s sleep.
- Frederick Winsor
22
Solomon Grundy
Walked on Monday
Rode on Tuesday
Motored Wednesday
Planed on Thursday
Rocketed Friday
Spaceship Saturday
Time Machine Sunday
Where is the end for
Solomon Grundy?
- Frederick Winsor
5
Little Bo-Peep
Has lost her sheep,
The radar has failed to find them.
They’ll all, face to face,
Meet in parallel space,
Preceding their leaders behind them.
- Frederick Winsor
23
Hey Diddle Diddle
Distribute the Middle
The Premise controls the Conclusion
The Disjunctive affirms
That the Diet of Worms
Is a Borbetomagic confusion.
- Frederick Winsor
14
Flappity, Floppity, Flip!
The Mouse on the Möbius Strip
The Strip revolved,
The Mouse dissolved
In a chronodimensional skip.
- Frederick Winsor
20
Russell and Whitehead and Hegel and Kant!
Maybe I shall and maybe I shan’t.
Maybe I shan’t and maybe I shall.
Kant Russell Whitehead, Hegel et al.
- Frederick Winsor
1
Probable-Possible, my black hen,
She lays eggs in the Relative When.
She doesn’t lay eggs in the Positive Now
Because she’s unable to Postulate How.
- Frederick Winsor
17
Little Jack Horner
Sits in a corner
Extracting cube roots to infinity,
An assignment for boys
That will minimize noise
And produce a more peaceful vicinity.
- Frederick Winsor
