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A little child on father's knee Looked up at him with hope She really wanted for to see Through his telescope He bent the lens down toward her So she could place her eye Then directed the tube upward So she could see the sky She saw a sphere with mighty rings Another with a spot But a strange and awful planet Gave her pause and thought For it was black and yellow A putrid sort of green She'd seen dwarf stars But this, by far, Was the ugliest she'd seen! "What is this one, daddy?" The girl asked, quite perplexed He put his eye upon the lens And saw why she was vexed. "Well, my little daughter There lived a warlike race They were mean, and didn't seem To see their world's grace So they just destroyed it Now it has no worth We call it Garbage Planet Once it was called Earth" So from her single eye She shed a single tear And shook her oval head Her father drew her near "Don't worry my darling Don't worry in the least That warish race is gone now and now we are at PEACE." SoulSurvivor (C) 2/28/2016
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 9:08 AM UTC
The Garbage Planet
A little child on father's knee Looked up at him with hope She really wanted for to see Through his telescope He bent the lens down toward her So she could place her eye Then directed the tube upward So she could see the sky She saw a sphere with mighty rings Another with a spot But a strange and awful planet Gave her pause and thought For it was black and yellow A putrid sort of green She'd seen dwarf stars But this, by far, Was the ugliest she'd seen! "What is this one, daddy?" The girl asked, quite perplexed He put his eye upon the lens And saw why she was vexed. "Well, my little daughter There lived a warlike race They were mean, and didn't seem To see their world's grace So they just destroyed it Now it has no worth We call it Garbage Planet Once it was called Earth" So from her single eye She shed a single tear And shook her oval head Her father drew her near "Don't worry my darling Don't worry in the least That warish race is gone now and now we are at PEACE." SoulSurvivor (C) 2/28/2016
Im feeling a bit better today. Couldn't resist writing! Had this idea looking up at the stars this morning... -
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 9:08 AM UTC
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