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Penguins, Popsicles and Polar Bears
Astronauts were packing it in.
Wrapping up a long mission
when the ships sensors had a vision.
Beyond the hill of ice.
On a planet deemed to have no life.
A sign of life before them
beyond the hill were penguins.
Sliding down the peak
with Popsicles in their beaks.
A bundle over polar bears
sat watching in folding chairs
on the planet of Coldairus.
Monday 12th February 2024 7:21 pm
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