Am I right to suppose
I know no one who knows
if this Neil deGrasse Tyson guy
chose his own clothes...?
Need I further confess
that it's anyone's guess
if this boss Cosmosnaut bothers
aught as to dress...?
My poor brain's in a spin:
Tyson's trousseau's a sin!
Minus neckwear, who'd trek where
no man's ever been...?
Nor it sure wouldn't hurt
to Ann Druyan to blurt,
"Have you tried to provide Neil
Carl's turtleneck shirt...?"
Poet Poe pens nonsense verse. "Plus...phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." Its gamut runs from spam to worse. The po'sy posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
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DON'T GIVE UP: STAND UP! DON'T SHUT UP: SPEAK UP! DON'T DROP OUT: SPEAK OUT! MAKE GOOD NOISE! GIVE A DAMN! WE'RE HER...
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Composed and illustrated in 2019, each verse of poetaster Ulysses ("Uly") Poe's illuminated nonsense lyric "What A's ...
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