A Bad Day In Space
According to an unnamed source,
An interplanetary force
Mysteriously veered off course,
Crash-landed in amongst the gorse.
The comms are dead, the pilot hoarse.
He’s banging S O S in Morse;
He beats the hull like a dead horse.
Just when things couldn’t get much worse,
A text comes in: she wants divorce.
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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