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He was the wandering gas giant Floating around, "Space the final play ground" He would swim in the oceans Of blackness, His aura changing to the mood He was Feeling, Thinking, Thoughts, Of gas never stay long, they Are but vapours, thoughts, Then lost in the galactic winds A memory departed in vacant spaces. He would Hop, Skip, Jump, Over asteroid belts, carefully So not to stub his gaseous toe, The micro meteor showers, Tickled as they flew through He was told not to play near "The burning ball" "The lights in the sky" Its colours were hypnotic He was to close, And with but a flash "In a moment" He was once a gas giant But he got too close, A momentary flash of luminous colours Filled the darkness like a rainbow of flame, Then there was but the flaming star, "Gas giant was no more" He was but a wisp, A cloud of breath blown far from the flame "He had learnt a lesson" He had gone too near to the star, Now he was the little cloud wondering "Never fear he will grow once again" But a lesson learnt, "Listen to parents" Flame is enticing, but is a consumer Of all far and near, The giant learnt the hard way, And paid a price very dear, He was once a gas giant, now just a little one Wandering the darkness he will heal, But never to be the giant he was before.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC
Gas Giant Wonders Into Trouble
He was the wandering gas giant Floating around, "Space the final play ground" He would swim in the oceans Of blackness, His aura changing to the mood He was Feeling, Thinking, Thoughts, Of gas never stay long, they Are but vapours, thoughts, Then lost in the galactic winds A memory departed in vacant spaces. He would Hop, Skip, Jump, Over asteroid belts, carefully So not to stub his gaseous toe, The micro meteor showers, Tickled as they flew through He was told not to play near "The burning ball" "The lights in the sky" Its colours were hypnotic He was to close, And with but a flash "In a moment" He was once a gas giant But he got too close, A momentary flash of luminous colours Filled the darkness like a rainbow of flame, Then there was but the flaming star, "Gas giant was no more" He was but a wisp, A cloud of breath blown far from the flame "He had learnt a lesson" He had gone too near to the star, Now he was the little cloud wondering "Never fear he will grow once again" But a lesson learnt, "Listen to parents" Flame is enticing, but is a consumer Of all far and near, The giant learnt the hard way, And paid a price very dear, He was once a gas giant, now just a little one Wandering the darkness he will heal, But never to be the giant he was before.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC
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