We Call It Earth
The flapper from Sky World entered the new galaxy slowly
Feeling the reflections pinging off the surface,
Not fully understanding her mission, waiting instructions
We sent her to the wrong planet! Space control beamed up.
Is it too late to bring her back?822VC, the engineer asked.
She had found her reflection in the Great Lakes and was smitten.
Quickly! Before she finds the rivers, or she will get stuck on herself.
Because that is what happens down there on that self-absorbed planet.
The name of it is?
Not sure but we have lost many.
They never return the same.
Earth! An alien yelled. “We call it Earth!”
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