Hey Diddle Diddle
Hey diddle diddle,
The physicists fiddle,
The Bleep jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed to see such fun
And died the following June.
-Paul Dehn
Borrowed from Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle
Tag: poem
Earth by John Hall Wheelock
Earth
“A planet doesn’t explode of itself,” said drily
The Martian astronomer, gazing off into the air –
“That they were able to do it is proof that highly
intelligent beings must have been living there.”
-John Hall Wheelock
Borrowed from Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle
Earth by Oliver Herford
Earth
If this little world tonight
Suddenly should fall through space
In a hissing headlong flight,
Shrivelling from off its face,
As it falls into the sun,
In an instant every trace
Of the little crawling things –
Ants, philosophers, and lice,
Cattle, cockroaches, and kings,
Beggars, millionaires, and mice,
Men and maggots all as one
As it falls into the sun….
Who can say but at the same
Instant from some planet far
A child may watch us and exclaim:
“See the pretty shooting star!”
-Oliver Herford
Borrowed from Reflections on a Gift of Watermelon Pickle
Naked On A Strange Planet 