Hot Air-Ballon Ride Poem by Pierre Rausch

Composed half of light, half of shadow
If the beginnings did go astray
A few years ago, a shell of sixty pounds
You'll get yourself with a ball in the back
This presented to every eye

Where the great pyramid on earth
Was known for their presence
This something to the nature

Can still be measured by height
So that the canister was turned into a splash
This something to the nature

He was right, the plan of the ballon deceived
Then she archived, he took the coin
Then she stood motionless

The miring of the batteries
It's very various change

A circuit wouldn't be visible
To cast a glance at it
Such rode those things