Poem -
The Planet Master...
Finger
Finger
Which one
Shall I move,
Danger
Danger
Which one
Will be doomed,
For I am
The master,
I can be
A disaster,
I can play
All night,
The sun can
Stay as bright,
I can wish
Evil upon,
Or even
Humanity
To be strong,
My strings
Can be long,
I can even
Cut off one!
I can dangle
So close
To the sun,
To the deranged
This is
Such fun!
Instead of being
The grand father,
I crave to be
The planet master!
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Comments
Oh strange puppeteer....... what, pray tell, shall be the doom of the galaxy?...... the doom of the earth?..... an asteroid...... over population?...... well if I could trust someone with such a massive responsibility..... then, most certainly, it would be a poet indeed!!......ALL STARS!!..... fun stuff my friend!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ??✴??✴?
Haha you have the same view as me Tony ?? thanks very much poet brother! If I do tell, the teacher will become the master, and you my friend are already that ?? look deep within brother you already know the answer ????☮? Tony! ?