Pluto, Thou Hast Fallen

'tis a sad sad tale of woe of which I sing of gods and godesses and their lessening how forlorn the goddess Ceres once loved by all and wooed by many when unprovoked and unforeseen a war was wrought 'gainst fair queen caught unawares her throne assailed her forces scattered 'twas all unfair cast down she was from lofty throne no longer crowned no more beloved pierced thru with many thorns belittled and besmirched her reputation and now her station lost far beyond re-incarnation silently she slips away lost and near forgotten wounded and rarely seen her sullen thoughts of malice reign shamed and bleeding plotting her revenge till time and chance provide the proper circumstance then all the thorns that pierced her thru she shook as many blades and hurled those bitter barbs as one 'gainst Hades' mighty gates shaken he from his dark slumber his rallied forces armed in numbers their banners raised on solar breezes as trumpets blare thru breathless reaches voices shout in protestation slide rules locked in astrometric calculations oh see how Ceres scorned and mocked has wrought her rotting vengeance on Pluto's frozen rocks "Oh woe to thee my Persephone flee thee now to thy father's house for thy husband's hearth hath been broken and Hades' home now just a token My lofty edifice a shattered wrack an' all that's left 'tis a humble wretched shack" Pic Poem https://www.pix-star.com/media/cache_local/download/23fc881b88e812947b061094f5694d32/JPlutoThouHastFallen-e52.jpg .

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