I’m not being a racist ‘c’ but, well…
Just go back to where you belong
We won’t start a sentence with you
Or our literature, will look wrong
Said little c to big C, ‘I don’t like it!’
c is the speed of light in a vacuum
No, C is the heat required to change
The temperature, in any molecule, or any room
C is the carbon, all life is based on
C’s in the middle, and is the key
To tune a cosmic skit, you transmit
At the speed of light, c, that’s me
You see a c can truly be
Our symbol for many different things
But the best c, is the sound
Of a neutrino triangle, when it dings
We could, should, would coexist, in harmony
Share a flag! Unite in a single resource-sharing cell
Foreign ebodies are like friendly bacteria bots
And on the whole, they’re nicer than us, as well