Nine little planets
Spinnin round the sun
Just hangin out in space
Not hurtin anyone.
But at a gathering of the astros
they put it to a vote
and poor little Pluto
they decided to demote.
And just like that
Pluto's just a floating rock.
The astros made is so
with some measuring and some talk.
I'm sure Pluto doesn't care
what the lofty astros say.
It'll simply do the same old thing,
go on its merry way.
But what about the astros
now that the Pluto debate is done?
Maybe they'll put their minds to work
on the renaming of the Sun.
8 comments:
i don't mean to be a witless slob,
and pen ideas that please the mob
but plantets are just an amorphous blob
of gasses and if the idea of losing pluto makes your heart throb
enough to write a maudlin poem that would make a sailor sob
it may be God's way of saying you need a job.
On poetry, Frost
would surely deplore us
to never compose
without a Thesaurus.
For rhyming for rhymes sake
can be clever or shit,
it depends on the author
their skill and their wit.
But when we compose
a bad rhyme with bad meter,
we must pledge, as poets,
to simply delete her!
your criticism was clearly apt
my meter was terrible, i deserved to be slapped
but the verses were penned while other work beconned
I was distracted and barely had a second
but, I keep thinking there must be a job on which you can focus
in lieu of your amazing deft lingual hocus pocus
do i need to give the two of you a time out?
Oh there's plenty of work
in the wings...at it's station
waiting for the end
of little m's summer vacation
Then I'll disappear
from the blogs right quick
and you'll see the same post
most times that you click
its a good thing we aren't in positions of power
where a loss of focus can cause world events to sour
for instance, if Rummy and W had been engaged in this forth and back
they'd have written poems and maybe not invaded Iraq.
I hereby present the three of you with the "comments of the week" award.
this Frost says deplore away, everyone!
And that dwarf planet better turn it's team kit in.
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