BREAKING NEWS!
Two hundred fifty light years away!
The scientist say
The Monster Black Hole lays!
Oh such amaze!
Seventeen billion suns is this black hole!
That's a lot to control !
With all that gravitational pull
It's going to take a lot of soul!
But jokes on them
With their seventeen billion sun 'gem'
We've already condemned
Our end
The scientist are wrong
They have been all along
We've known about the black hole for so long
It's our theme song
Left side of our chest
Is where it rests
It puts us through tests
But we've learned to start protests
Gravitational pull of the black hole
It really takes a toll
Takes our heart and soul
We're forced to learn to control
Tell us again 'scientists'
About that black hole's violence!
It's priceless!
Quite timeless!
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My Poetic Escape
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