Johnny was a chemist’s son
His head stuffed full of brains
While Johnny’s thoughts were rocket ships,
Other kids’ thoughts were trains
Johnny’s father noticed Johnny
Seldom saw the light of day
So Johnny’s father pushed pale Johnny
Out into the sun to play.
Johnny couldn’t swing a bat
Johnny couldn’t catch a ball
Science was his life-long love
His home, the lecture hall
“Outside is too unpredictable,
I need some time to think.
Besides, the sun is parching me,
And I think I need a drink!”
Johnny was a chemist’s son
But Johnny is no more
What Johnny thought was H2O
Was H2SO4
I found the last stanza of the poem (but could not find an author, unfortunately) so my dad and i decided to expand it into a few more stanzas to make a well rounded story for my film.
