Pluto was a planet
before the year two thousand,
and then the Y2K came and took away his fame,
what a terrible shame!
And he was disinvited form the universe.
But what came first?
The knowledge of his existence,
or his persistence to circle ’round the sun?
Now a moment of silence,
for our disenchanted pilot,
He put up quite a fight,
but he didn’t win over science.
Dinosaurs roamed the planet,
that we now populously inhabit,
but an asteroid was thrown,
and when it landed,
it created catastrophe and havoc,
what a terrible way to go!
Should I believe what was taught to me,
that the matter that I embody,
Cannot be created,
Cannot be destroyed,
and is part of the whole,
which is part of the void,
A void that encompasses
every little thing,
from Ptolemy to Pterodactyls,
everything that we perceive and cannot see
is part of an endless cosmic fractal.
Should people believe what was taught to them,
although these facts change just quite often?
Should I believe it and give it credit,
even when my spirit can’t comprehend a heaven?
From tests and telescopic evidence,
his status in the solar system was lost.
And from that moment ever since,
Pluto’s just a ball of permafrost,
but he still circles ’round the sun.