CONSERVATION OF ENERGY

Poor little energy back in the game
He “kerosened” her and set her in flame
He stabbed and strangled, but all in vain
Body of hers is back again

He cut her apart from here and there
He colored and fried her up o dear!
He peeled her; he ate her and ended her game
But nothing changed; she was back all the same!

“I am the phoenix, never to die
Hundreds who ‘killed’ me has sadly passed by
Failure of them is what I observed
I am the Energy and I am conserved.”

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