What attractive force is this that pulled down
An apple onto Newton’s sleeping head;
The same that grabs on ev’ry other noun?
Oh gravity! Without you we’d be dead:
Flung into space by spinning of Gaia—
Yet you’re such a weak fundamental force;
O’er come by less than holy messiah
A balloon’s static is sufficient source.
Fantastic finding that all things plummet
Downward acceleration, nothing sparèd
From deep ocean to valley to summit
Nine point eight meters per second squarèd.
The universe is bound by gravity:
Expansion slowed at constant rate of G.