Dark Matter killed the dinosaurs; it gave Einstein his fame.
It can't be felt nor seen nor smelled -- just what's its little game?
It lurks outside the Milky Way -- it preys upon Oort Cloud;
the only one who understands it might be Elwood Dowd.
If you should find Dark Matter crowding into your abode,
don't push it out too forcefully -- the damn stuff might explode!
They seek for it in Switzerland; they look through telescope;
and if it does not come on time they sit around and mope.
I think Dark Matter ate that pizza I had in the fridge.
It may be holding up the sky or playing contract bridge.
Whatever it is doing and whatever it may be,
the government will tax it as a fiscal policy.
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