Spring Equinox 2019 ™®©- çø!a

rew4er2nail

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

out of hibernation,

sans mancave, I will climb

specifically at 5:59 Post Meridiem

eastern standard time,

when calendrical, celestial,

and chronological prime

airy factors mark

onset of temperate clime

mitt, also coincides with

'super worm equinox moon,'

to this Earthling, would appear

no larger than a dime

though ironically enough,

said satellite of Earth

closest to this oblate spheroid

whatever esoteric tidbit may be worth,

yet unwittingly inviting once in a

blue cheese moon opportunity

to espy with naked eye lunar dearth

 

of life, nor feasible conditions

warrant sear ching colonizing ahoy

by an adventurous space cowboy,

but perhaps convenient

launch pad to employ

entrepreneurial minded profiteers,

whether Jewish or goy

establishing other worldly

getaway to enjoy

reprieve, asper burgeoning

hardy madding crowd

populating nearly every square inch,

sans third rock from the sun, a proud

arrogant, defiant, haughty,

et cetera species predominantly cloud

ding, glomming, mucking, et cetera

exploiting courtesy manifest destiny

bajillion year old planet as if endowed

by divine creator to trumpet "FAKE"

supremacy, tis not white in my mind

declaring might equals right unbowed

credo selfishly amassing untold wealth

ideally at expense and health

of every others by fiat, force and stealth

consigning subjects to slavery

in an effort to rule global commonwealth,

 

which self centered

aggrandizement that ball

(pockmarks most visible hall

of the moon tin king)

did not return my call

and thoroughly explains

without rhyme and reason

why what appears as face on lunar surface

actually migrants of Stonehenge vestial wall.

 

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 20th, 2019 01:22
  • Category: Nature
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  • orchidee

    Oh yes, why is it one day earlier this year?



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