Here lies Zebedee Yamilla,

a particle physicist of intrepid renown.

Her cosmic love for Attaboy Jack,

reviled collector of nipples and noses,

proved her end in this cold, cold ground.

Valiantly she sought to prove his innocence,

insanity by reason of neutrino-compactified neurons she said.

But the many-bodied sneers of the physicist legate derided,

and the hours amongst water-cerenkov detectors scintillated no light.

Alas her spirit became renormalized in despair.

Nothing revealed of wily neutrinos or dimpled neurons,

Just her love spiraling the infinite world lines of sorrow.

Then on that fuligin day of his sentencing,

she cried, his freedom or her death by starvation!

Now here she lies, our dear Zebedee Yamilla.