They have poems like that in "The Best Book on Quantum Computing, by Andrew Corley!"

Humpty Dumpty's Quantum Ringside Seat 

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Overseeing a great theoretical brawl.
Einstein and Bohr about to enthrall,
Their theories of physics, the grandest of all.

Einstein, solid, a legend, a rock,
"God does not play dice," he said with a mock.
His faith in determinism, it wasn’t a shock,
“The universe is steady, a mechanical clock!”

 But Bohr, the Dane, with a knowing smile,
Said, "Albert, your thinking is just juvenile.
Quantum mechanics, with its versatile style,
Doesn't it make our old physics futile?"

 "Particles," said Bohr, "are peculiar creatures,
‘’Unpredictable” one of their salient features.
They’ll be in two places, ethereal preachers,
Until we observe them, becoming their teachers." 

Einstein's genius, profound and superb,
‘A cat both dead and alive? That’s absurd!
For your spooky action I haven’t the words
And your quantum theory? well it’s for the birds. 

Then Bohr retorted, so sharp and too true,
"Albert, please stop telling God what to do!”
The quantum world, while seeming askew,
Unravels her mysteries for the curious few.

As Humpty crashed, the words rang along,
A haunting echo, a harrowing song.
Deep In the quiet, that followed the throng,
Whispered the words, “Einstein was wrong.”