Little Timmy took a drink but he will take no more, for what he thought
was H2O was really H2SO4
from,Dexter
You wouldent happen to have one for phosphorus trichloride would you?
>My friends and I made this poem up, it is titled:How to remember the formula
>for sulfuric acid.
>
> Little Timmy took a drink but he will take no more, for what he thought
>was H2O was really H2SO4
That was old when your grandfather was in diapers <g>. And it doesn't
scan in your version: the version I learned (in 1962, and old as dirt
then) was
Willy was a chemist,
Willy is no more.
For what he thought was H2O
Was H2SO4.
Yes but its the same a school jokes isnt it...my youngest brother
keeps coming home and telling us a 'new joke that my friend just made
up' and we have all heard it 15 years earlier.
Its the younger generations (of which im one) learning the stuff the
older generations learned when they were the younger generation.
Anyway this has nothing to do with chemistry so ill shut up
Little Steve
<New improved formula.... E=MC3>
ahh...cant do a cubed sign on my computer!
A mosquito was heard to complain,
That a chemist had poisoned his brain,
The cause of his sorrow
Was paradichloro
Diphenyltrichloroethane.
ari
----- Original Message -----
From: Meg O'Reilly <meg.o....@worldnet.att.net>
Newsgroups: sci.chem
Sent: Thursday, June 03, 1999 3:00 PM
Subject: I have a neat poem
> My friends and I made this poem up, it is titled:How to remember the
formula
> for sulfuric acid.
>
> Little Timmy took a drink but he will take no more, for what he thought
> was H2O was really H2SO4
>
> from,Dexter
>
>
That was old in the 1960s, and Johnny starred in it.
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Ari wrote:
>
> I heard know this one, not sure where I learned it:
>
> A mosquito was heard to complain,
> That a chemist had poisoned his brain,
> The cause of his sorrow
> Was paradichloro
> Diphenyltrichloroethane.
This reminds me of the Isaac Asimov story about his being in an opera
house, and noticing the music made certain chemical names euphonious.
While he sang aloud (he thought to himself) a formula similar to the
above in time to the music, a lady nearby said, "Oh, you know it in the
original Gaelic!"
Oh, my. Musical Chemistry!
Mark L. Fergerson
Meg O'Reilly wrote:
> My friends and I made this poem up, it is titled:How to remember the formula
> for sulfuric acid.
>
> Little Timmy took a drink but he will take no more, for what he thought
> was H2O was really H2SO4
>
> from,Dexter
adding to a long list of responses, here's a version that wasn't posted as I
write:
Johnny finding life a bore
Took some H2SO4
Johnny's father, an MD
Gave him CaCO3
Now life for Johnny's ne'er depressing
In fact you'd say it's effervescing!
regards
Barry Hunt
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You could have posted this in the 'I have a neat poem' post?
But while we are on the subject i am wondering if anyone out there can
disprove this little theory?
Funny chemistry jokes anyone?
Wait, wait! They don't all suck. Some just are pathetically true enough
to border on humorous. But it is a short, well-guarded border.
The following is badly paraphrased from a recent edition of some
chemistry rag whose name I forget with good reason.
Three guys are debating whether it is better to be married or have a
mistress.
The artist votes for a mistress.
The minister votes for a wife.
The chemist votes for both. He explains that the wife will think he is
with his mistress, the mistress will think he is with his wife, and so he
can be left alone in the lab and get some work done.
My advisor would have tried that, too, if he hadn't looked like the
goalie on a sulfuric acid team.
> Three guys are debating whether it is better to be married or have a
> mistress.
> The artist votes for a mistress.
> The minister votes for a wife.
> The chemist votes for both. He explains that the wife will think he is
> with his mistress, the mistress will think he is with his wife, and so he
> can be left alone in the lab and get some work done.
yes, it was funnier in its original form. It was titled "lab love" and
was in "Today's Chemist" or something like that (I've forgotten too).
Anyway, it read:
An architect, an artist, and a chemist were discussing whether it was
better to spend time with a spouse or a lover.
The architect said she enjoyed time with her husband, building a solid
foundation for an enduring relationship.
The artist said he enjoyed time with his mistress, because of the passion
and mystery he found there.
The chemist said, "I like both."
"Both?" the others said.
"Yeah," replied the chemist. "If you have both a spouse and a lover, they
will each assume you are spending time with the other, and you can go to
I found the following story on the Net a few months ago (can't remember
where!)
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN CHEMISTS & ENGINEERS
On a train to a large convention there were a bunch of engineers and a bunch
of chemists. Each of the engineers had a train ticket. The group of chemists
had only ONE ticket for all of them. The engineers started laughing,
figuring the chemists were going to get caught and thrown off the train.
When one of the chemists, the lookout, said "Here comes the conductor", all
of the chemists went into the bathroom. The engineers were puzzled.
The conductor came aboard, said "tickets please" and got tickets from all
the engineers. He then went to the bathroom and knocked on the door and said
"ticket please". The chemists stuck the ticket under the door. The conductor
took it and moved on. A few minutes later the chemists came out of the
bathroom. The engineers felt really stupid.
On the way back from the convention, the group of engineers decided that
they would try that method, too. They bought one ticket for the whole group.
They met up with the chemists in the same car.
Again, the engineers started laughing at the chemists. This time NONE of the
chemists had tickets. When the lookout said, "Conductor coming!", all the
chemists went to one bathroom and all the engineers went to the other
bathroom.
Before the conductor came on board, one of the chemists left their bathroom,
knocked on the engineers' bathroom, and said "Ticket please."