Watching his body move, Tracing his portly gait, Across the stone earth beneath us Perplexed me for years As each step he took Would send him falling F a l l i n g But the next step would catch him before he hit the ground In a state of perpetual motion; A pendulum of Perpetual falling F a l l i n g I took note of this From the base of a tree, A fruitful tree adorned with Rubies among emeralds, Apples among leaves, that would release Their grip in defeat and start falling F a l l i n g I studied this for years And triumphantly found its source; Mathematically it is shown as F = G (m1m2 / r2) For most, it will be known as G r a v i t y (ouch).
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