Let's Just Burst This Hubbel, Bubble. Poem by Michael Gale

The Hubbel telescope see's cometed showers...
Those celestial sightings takes a lense that has high magnificational
powers.
Those Heavenly scenes are oh so much the latest craze...
They may only be spotted at night and not during well lit up days.
Scientist's have sighted another planet, with alot of numbers in it's name...
Just in case it's not the same, just in case it's not found to be a planet,
Then there will be found, no new fame.
Some people look up overhead in the night sky...
Because they're looking for the half man half horse, the big and little dippers, and whatever may catch their fancy.
But little kids don't like looking at stars, because they get easily
bored, and kind'a a whole lot's antsey.
Movies have been made about outer space...
Once there was a contest to be the first country to get there, what you
might call, a first come, first there-race.
Do you believe there is life, out on another planet? ...
Oh well, you may as well just can it.
And if you don't like this poem...
You can go ahead and kiss my asstrix.