Monday, June 22, 2009

An Uncommon Cold


One time the sun caught a cold,
and complained, “Oh, I’m so old.
I’ve lived three billion years or more.”
The moon replied, “You’re just mature.”

The heat that blew on the breeze
of every unexpected sneeze
melted all the mountain snow,
which made the rivers overflow.

Lava snot ran in the sky,
and then the sun began to cry.
The raindrops were igniting wood
as the sun wept, “I don’t feel good!”

People gathered in a hurry.
Everyone was sick with worry.
They knew something must be done
to help cure their ailing sun!

Farmers came with celery,
onions, chickens and parsley.
Grandmothers brought cooking pots.
A rocket came with astronauts.

“Chicken Soup!” “It never fails!”
came the hopeful shouts and wails
as people filled the rocket ship
with soup for a sun-bound trip.

Though no one could say for sure
if chicken soup had been the cure
the sun got better very soon,
and then a sneeze came from the moon…

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