The day the red dwarf met the man
A man with a boat, just a regular boat,
went fishing in Lake ‘Winter-Sigh’;
He wanted to throw his rod into the water
but instead he shot straight to the sky.
He was frightened, and noticed he caught up a star,
a little red dwarf, small in height;
“Whatever you wish shall be yours,” said the dwarf,
“but please let me return to my night!”
“I never intended for this, my dear dwarf,
please forgive my bad fisherman’s hand!”
“It’s OK,” said the dwarf in return, “I am fine –
these mistakes happen all of the time.”
Now, what is your wish? Please be quick,
gravitation has weekend me, and I feel sick.
If I won’t return to my space, pretty soon
your whole world will fall out of its place!”
The man with the boat started thinking,
what is it he really wants out of it all?
He had everything, love, a boat, a cat,
and Music to sing all day long.
“Red dwarf, I’ve decided, I don’t want a gift,
please give it to someone in need!”
“Oh, that’s a first…” the dwarf lost his balance
in wonder of this strange belief.
“Well, this is goodbye, good Sir!” said the dwarf,
“Yes, this is goodbye!” said the man.
And with their hand shake the earth moved out of place,
and everyone died, such a shame. Or a sham?
Conclusion: Grab every opportunity, you idiot.
Editor: The conclusion is an opportunistic approach of an ego maniac.
Writer: I’m a material girl!
Editor: What did you just say to me?
Writer: Me? I didn’t say anything. What? Yes! Yes, I’m coming! They ah.. They’re calling me so I have to ah… HAHA! (*runs*)