I wake up from my hibernation
To see the sun glistening the Yellowstone Park
I have always been a piece of rock
Looking down on earth
With the bright sun looking from above and beyond
The sand is burning my skin off and
I’m seeing illusions while
The sun is laughing its ass off
My roots are firmed within the ground so
I start photosynthesis with the help
Of the sun
The house is dark, the space is cold
The sky is cloudy and there’s no power
Then the sun comes out; the house is bright
The space is hot and there’s power
My brothers and sisters and I squeeze water
From our gray bodies, so the sun
Can get a day off
That man Galileo must still think,
I am the center of the universe.
Ha! There are a lot of bigger things than the sun
Building the pyramid one block at a time
Must pleasing to Ra, the sun god
Oh boy I can’t wait to howl at the moon tonight
When the sun is about to go down
In a fictional universe, a planet have not 1
But 2 suns at most and its beautiful
A basketball team that is doing good this season
Are the Phoenix Suns
I see a piece of art where there are kids drawn together
The sky is blue, and the sun is located at the edge of the corner.
The amount nuclear energy and radiation I have within myself
I, the Sun, am proud to be a beacon of hope throughout
The solar system.
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Author:
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- Published: April 23rd, 2022 13:47
- Category: Nature
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