In Tampa would come a mystery speaker from somewhere.
Speculation was rampant; we expected drama and flair.
But when he appeared, my word!
It was theater of the absurd —
A doddering Clint Eastwood lecturing an empty chair!
Crank up them quantum computers, atomic clocks and Mars space stations,
We’re teetering on the edge of a technological revelation.
We sent it from here and we know where it went,
Even though we only received ninety percent,
But we’ve undoubtably achieved the teleportation of quantum information!
