They call me a physicist's dream,
an engineer's nightmare to some,
who shy from my complexity
and intense radiation.

There are those who long to have me
to fufill there terrorist dreams,
to mash me into a critical mass
to further there evil schemes.

But why should I be so maligned,
when I can do so many things
of a good and productive nature
like making electricity?

Chorus?
I suppose I know,
since that day long ago
August 9th, 1945,
When thanks to me
40,000 j__anese
came to the end of their lives
That fateful day,
when I made my way
to Nagasaki, j__an.
carried along
in the heart of a bomb
named "The Fat Man"

Can they not see the good I can do,
from plutonium-powered pacemakers
to compact radioisotope
thermoelectric generators,

To be sure, my half-lives are long,
but I have six allotropes
I even provided power
to the Cassini s___e probe!

Why should I be so maligned,
from the day I was found in a lab,
when Glenn Seaborg looked at me
and labeled me "P" "U" as a gag.

I suppose I know,
since that day long ago
August 9th, 1945,
When thanks to me
40,000 j__anese
came to the end of their lives
That fateful day,
when I made my way
to Nagasaki, j__an.
carried along
in the heart of a bomb
named "The Fat Man"

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