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In the Dark of the Sun
Having heard so much about nightlife,
The Sun was at pains to discover
The mysteries of the nighttime
So she pursued it around like a lover.
But wherever the Sun would go,
She would find the night had just been.
The Sun sighed with frustration
Night had eluded her once again.
“I’m not very good as a Stalker
even though I’m such an early riser.
I’ll never discover my dark side
And I’ll end my days no whit the wiser”
Author’s note: I’m just being whimsical here, so don't get all Copernican on me. I know the Earth Revolves around the Sun and rotates on its axis.
poem
by
John F. McCullagh
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