The Probe (3)

Cast a glance to the comet up high

with a name sounding awkward and dry

          (in the stellar marquee

          it's marked 'six-seven-P')

and a motion that's hard to descry.

As the comet continues to fly,

caught in gravity none can defy

         (yes, it traces ellipses

         through solar eclipses),

we ask 'does dark matter comply'.

So, we sent the Rosetta to pry

and I can't help but wondering why

          (once in orbit) we spun it

          so close to the sun, it

is likely to sizzle and fry…

But before, we may soon verify

that the comet's a custard cream pie

          made of  green cheddar cheese,

          like the moon, if you please

(though that's gospel the savants deny).

When receivers no longer reply 

(at the end of their solar supply),

          we won't seek to debug 'em,

          instead we'll we unplug 'em

and turn off our spy in the sky.

If it's certain Rosetta will die

then, oh lordy, I surely will cry

          if we land it like Philae

          behind the sun, shyly,  

before I can whisper goodbye.

Reviews

[Valentine]

This must have took you some time to come up with. With all of those things in orbit one has to wonder when will one be falling back to earth. Best tell her good bye early. Valentine

[Terry O'Leary]

Lol!
Yeah, things are getting kinda full up there... soon chicken Little might be right ;-)read moreLol!
Yeah, things are getting kinda full up there... soon chicken Little might be right ;-)

Thank you for your comment, Valentine!