Different Appetites Poem by Ima Ryma

Nebula and Black Hole had lunch.
Small amount did order Black Hole,
While Nebula ordered a bunch.
The two talked of respective role
Each did have in the universe.
Nebula complained of so much
Matter that often made it worse.
Black Hole had no complaints as such.
Its routine was tidily tasked.
Nebula was messy galore.
Having seconds, Nebula asked.
'Are you sure that you don't want more? '

As Nebula took its next bite,
Black Hole replied, 'Nah, I eat lite.'