Twas the night before Newtonmas and all through the lab
not a creature was stirring, not even the lab crab (...crustacean experiments?).
The white coats were hung by the black board with care
in hopes that old Isaac soon would be there.
And then from outside peering in through the dark
The bewigged face of jolly Isaark (...?!).
He swung in through the window with haste and alacrity
His motion directed by the force of gravity.
OK, OK... I won't do anymore. I'll just end by saying happy Newtonmas to all and to all a good-night!
By way of explanation, and not to repeat myself needlessly, here are my previous Newtonmas card blog posts
See you in the new year with a great deal more illustration work going to be posted in 2016. (That's a pre new year resolution!)