Hi raven

woah, no way. Me in Europe?

This gonna be my best man at my wedding

I know what you did in 99

In the lab where atoms softly hum,
Lived a man named Raven, radiation's son.
With Geiger counters and hazmat attire,
He danced with isotopes, his heart on fire.

A love for the radioactive glow,
In his hands, a scientific show.
Neutrons whispered, electrons twirled,
Raven, in a world where elements swirled.

Books and beakers, a poet of the rays,
In the nucleus, he spent his days.
A scholar of the unseen, a scientist's dream,
Raven studied in the radioactive stream.

ya welcome