A poem of sorts, in honor of the announcement that researchers at CERN may have found some evidence that might (and might not) indicate whether or not the hypothetical Higgs particle exists:
Last night I saw beneath the stair
A particle that wasn’t there.
It wasn’t there again today.
I wish it would just go away.
(This poem is dedicated to Shelly Glashow and Frank Wilczek, in honor of recent remarks.)