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There’s a dance that’s got the world enraptured -
It’s a rhythm that’s been newly captured,
And they’re swinging it from Nome to New Orleans!
It’s a strut that doesn’t need rehearsal,
Syncopation that is universal,
You’ll be tasking me,
You’ll be asking me,
“Tell us what the whole thing means!”

It’s the Higgs Boson, Higgs Boson,
It’s the rolling-stock existence goes on,
You’ve a ticket for the Higgs Boson Glide!
It’s a notion of a motion
Like the tides in the Atlantic Ocean,
All together in the Higgs Boson Glide!

Round about Nineteen Sixty Four
Mr. Higgs set out his article –
Says “Guys, you ain’t seen this before -
There’s a spaced-out real-time hidden particle,
Though you can’t see it
There has to be it:
Fairly shortly you will all agree it’s
Got all the class, steps on the gas,
It’s the stuff that gives the other stuff its actual mass!”

Higgs Boson! The Higgs Boson! -
Dance it formal or without your clothes on,
You’ll be rockin’ to the Higgs Boson Glide!
It’s a real smoothy, so groovy,
Get a load of that if you’re ambitious to be
In the fascinating Higgs Boson glide!

It’s a real cute guy who’s discreet and shy,
And virtually circumstantial,
But if you’re gentle – fundamental -
Give it half an inch and you will grow substantial!
Such a roué!
So récherché!
Puts your bits and pieces in the family way!
Began with a bang when the angels sang -
And now it’s got an arm-lock on the whole shebang! –

That Higgs Boson! Higgs Boson!
Something you could write a book of purple prose on!
We’re the product of the Higgs Boson Glide!
Can’t halt it, can’t fault it,
Like to catch it by the tail but can’t salt it!
Hands together for the Higgs Boson Glide!

[This piece could run and run...literally!]

© Colin Bailey, December 2009