I discovered this while I was trying to get rid of some redundant data on my laptop. I found it surprising that I could write so well. (Sarcasm intended). Don’t try to look for a message or what they call a “point” in the ‘poem’. Just read it. 🙂
Across the starry sky
As the metal bird flies by,
A ray of darkness hides alone,
Like a wormy little black hole.
It casts its eye around,
Luring the unwary hound,
A loud clap of thunder,
And the hound is torn asunder.
A speck so tiny,
Yet its pull so mighty,
Don’t yeh use a torch,
It ain’t a soldier’s march!
A neighbor crawls slowly,
Basking in stolen glory,
When the sun comes out,
He’s a loser in this bout.
I’ll post the next part of the ‘poem’ soon. 🙂