Oh Cesium(Tune, Oh Christmas tree)Oh Cesium, oh Cesium,Thy spectrum doth us please-ium.Thy sky-blue lines in plasma’s fire,Do dreams of icy lakes inspire.Oh Cesium, oh Cesium,Thy spectrum doth us please-ium.Oh Cesium, oh Cesium,When held, you never freeze-ium.Thy gently smoking silver spheres,When dropped in water, please the ears.Oh Cesium, oh Cesium,When held, you never freeze-ium.Oh Cesium, oh Cesium,You put us at our ease-ium.You tend the seconds of the day,So that our watches never strayOh Cesium, oh Cesium,You put us at our ease-ium.—Songs of Cesium #34