I heard this little poem, Storm delivered by Tim Minchin a little while ago, and only after a small run-in with a homeopath today on facebook, did I remember to track this down. A Wandering Primate has transcribed it, and you can listen to the audio on Youtube;

A small excerpt from aroudn the 5:30 mark;

Science adjusts its views

Based on what’s observed.

Faith is the denial of observation,

so that belief can be preserved.

If you show me that, say,

Homeopathy works,

I will change my mind,

I will spin on a fucking dime.

I’ll be as embarassed as hell,

Yet I will run through the streets yelling,

It’s a MIRACLE!

Take physics and bin it!

Water has memory!

And whilst its memory

Of a long lost drop of onion juice is infinite,

It somehow forgets all the poo it’s had in it.

Also, a song about the dangers of a mind too open;