Beware of Goce

Beware of GOCE By Elton Camp Gravity Ocean Circulation Explorer’s a satellite Its uncontrolled reentry may be a blazing sight The European device in orbit weighs a ton Two hundred pound chunks won’t be fun As to where it is going to say, “Splat,” Nobody can have a good clue to that Perhaps into the ocean it will plunge But into some city it could lunge So keep your hard hat close at hand For in a few days it’s going to land It could crash into your back yard So it’s wise to remain on guard It’s expected to hit late Sunday night Or Monday morning when it’s light Don’t give in to unreasonable dread The odds are low it will hit your head Next year, 100 tons of space debris Will give us more chances to see From the heavens come fearful sights Roaring sounds with flashing lights