Twelve particles
of Matter everything
In existence
Doth make.
Enter the
six Quarks
They come
In many different
Flavours.
Some are up
Some are down
Some are top
Some are bottom
Some are full of charm
Some are strange.
Up is lighter
Than bottom
Top is heavier
Than down.
Charm is heavier
Than strange
Yet they all
Have the same
½ spin
Two or three
Of them is
What it
Takes
To make
A proton or neutron.
Every nucleus
In every atom
In every cell
Cannot do without
Them.
Their creativity
Is endless they are the
Basic ingredients
Of you and me and
Of all that exists
On earth and in the Universe.
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