Outer Space

It's freaking cold in outer space, minus 458 degrees Where does it begin, just 62 miles before hitting deep freeze Most space is empty A vacuum quite aery Mainly hydrogen, helium and some helmeted fleas
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Cresswell Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 5:55 PM
Fleas must be Russian.
Ellison Avatar
September 19, 2017 at 6:20 AM
YUP! Russian... could tell by their accent! HAVE A GOOD ONE DEAR PATRICIA!!! Love, Jackson! xxx
Flats Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 9:00 AM
Well, you know I won't join the race//To that flea-bitten void called outer space//TOO DAMN COLD!//Now that I'm old//I've got space heaters all over the place. GOOD MORNING JACKSON!!! High of 64 (F) and cloudy today:-( time to head south!
Ellison Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 11:27 AM
WOW! And here we are in the middle of summer-like temps!!! 75-85 all of last week and this one! YEE HAW! CANADA EH!!!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 8:45 AM
Good morning Jack! Your morning limmericks have me giggling to the moon and back xomo
Sivey Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 6:11 AM
Ho! Now that is funny, helmeted fleas, lol! This is a fabulous write my friend! I surely enjoyed reading your tremendous poem here this morning! What a cold piece, so frozen in space! Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
September 18, 2017 at 6:27 AM
Strange mind at work here!!! LOL GOOD MORNING RUSSELL!!!
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