Stars shine like fire being blasted out of an exploding cannon.
Planets reflect, glistening and sparkling.
Who do they elect to reign supreme this season?
Sea reason.
Asteroids fly and moon rocks scattered. Meteorites rain and molten goo splattered.
A new being steps up to the throne.
This new being usually likes to be alone.
But said new being thinks time it needs to change.
They try to find a new place to call home.
But in the meantime they can only zone out and moan.
So, time to roam. Groan. Scared of picking up the phone.
Loan some spoons and atone,
Write into their stoney tome.