The earth got born just a hot dome
Then loose water did her total cool
And to support forthcoming invading life
The Engineer tied waters at spots
Eventually when life did spring up
Bright ones took to the dry parts
Though Tundra folks stick to the tight
But now with the economic heat on
None seems to care about the sun
But one of these flying days, oh alas!
The Sol will feel so offended as to act
And when it does, great flood will return
Man will be scouting for some dry spots
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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None seems to care about the sun! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.