James Lee Jobe
Supernova - Poem by James Lee Jobe
It will be on the 11 o'clock news:
The sun supernovas! Everything,
the whole solar system is destroyed!
We will turn off the TV (for once)
and go into the kitchen
for more pie - no need
to watch our waistline any longer.
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