Theanine mornings
A cup of coffee
two
three
Counteracting, a balance
Sunbeams pummeling
My hands
And a thunderstorm
Raging outside
It's a beautiful day
The skies are grey
But the world is alight
It's alright
I am

alright

I'm going on a trip
It's a little ways away
Maybe $20 in gas
Will get me there today
To Fornax Chemica
The White Tiger of the West
Hubble's going to catch me
And maybe wish me best
Travelling 60 million light years
May take a little while
But the lovely constellation
Will surely bring a smile

A mastodon waits
For a bitter, cold ice age -
Hello, giant tooth

Lifting up the veil
Of an icy waterfall
A spinosaurus slumbers
With his back arched tall

When peering 'round the mangled ferns
A centrosaurus feeds
His giant grace and lofty limbs
Create a rumble through the trees

Footsteps behind - a smaller kind
An oviraptor darts
To fish and mammals of ancient times
Another era starts

O, I seek ye, paperclips
How you so kindly bind my documents
In the most orderly of fashions
O, greatest and most convenient
Loops of metal -  are ye sentient?
For if you were, I would surely state
My pure and deepest gratitude -
For your unending, ever-sacrificing
Services to my matters of
Organization ne'er go unnoticed

Help!
I'm being pummeled
By thousands of ghosts
That sciencey-guy over there
Said they were called neutrinos

I don't trust it though
It's mumbo-jumbo
But don't worry about me
I learned how to fight ghosts

Where's my garlic?

Wait, that might be for use against vampires.

Oh no.

Set course for
The new coordinates
We're going in
If we find a wormhole
We'll take it for a spin
If there are Romulans
We'll defend and win
They don't call us
Galaxy Class
For nothin'