Day: March 12, 2024

Basketball for a basket case works well.

Moon rocks crumble underneath the astroboot.

Close with cloves by a cloven-hoofed platypus.

Play a record with a fiberglass needle.

Sing a song with a tone-deaf weasel.

Softly, serpentine sardines step closely.

Pointed stars shine brightly from

Millions of miles away. Isn’t that weird?

Awestruck by the multiverse, I sense

A squirming in my stomach that I

Can’t seem to shake. Is it some type of

Alien, trying to communicate???