On Staying Put

I wouldn't like to live on Pluto
though you gave me a box full of gin,
a thousand woolly blankets
and loads of oxygen.

I wouldn't like  Mercury either
for there I'd freeze or bake.
And where on Mars or Venus
is there beer, for Heaven's sake?

I have to accept I'm an earthling,
where I may have to suffer a lot.
Happiness lies in contentment
asking little more than what you have got.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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