Rebecca+C+poem

Rebecca Cohen Poem
I am everything. A pencil a table, and even the book, where's written that fable.

I am made of atoms, the tiny particle, that you learned of, in your lessons.

I have volume. Volume and mass, I am actually everything, that's inside your class.

Solid, liquid and gases. These are the three diferent phases. I can be in either of them. Transforming to another, I possibly can.

Now, you may know who am I. But if you don't, you may have a last try.

My name beggins with "m", and ends with "atter". YES!! I am matter!

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