Song: The Chain-Reaction Poem by Dave SmithWhite

I'm Ernie Uranium 235,
The craziest rock and rattler, yet seen alive.
And all you cats will jump and jive,
To my frenzied chain-reaction.
Rock and rattle the ties that bind;
Unlock, unshackle your static mind.
Shock and scatter, then re-combine,
In a frantic chain-reaction.

I'm Ernie Uranium 235,
The meanest son-of-a-bee, in the hive.
Fear my sting, and you'll survive,
My personal radiation.
I shake and shatter the links I find;
The rings of steel, that still confine.
I break up matter, 'cause I'm inclined,
To a spontaneous excitation.

From Ernie Uranium 235,
You can't escape, can't duck or dive.
I am here, and I mean to thrive,
And drive you to distraction.
Tear to tatters, the fetters that bind;
The thongs of leather, the cords of twine.
Split and splatter, the atom's rind,
In a frenetic chain-reaction.

I'm Ernie Uranium 235.
Though I may decay, I'll always strive,
To get you hicks, to leap and writhe,
In manic irritation.
I shake and shatter the links I find;
The rings of steel, that still confine.
I unmake matter, 'cause I'm designed,
For constant agitation.

I'm Ernie Uranium 235.
I'm supercharged and in overdrive.
It's such a buzz that I derive,
A gigantic satisfaction.
Rock and rattle the ties that bind;
Unlock, unshackle your static mind.
Shock and scatter, then re-combine,
In a dynamic chain-reaction!