Being a scientist is what I adore,
Rearranging atoms without fear!
So how did my boss ever decide,
That I’m an electrical engineer?
You don’t have to change,
Just be yourself.
Santa knows how you’ve been,
Fed info by Elf-Elf.
Could have been a bureaucrat,
Or driven a yellow cab.
Instead I am a scientist
Who loves being in his lab!
The Super Moon is a sham, a fraud.
It is not a celestial treat.
What astrophysicists seem to forget,
Is that Poets still have to eat!
The End is here! The sights, the sounds,
It is brighter than High Noon!
Wait, what’s that? The world is safe,
For ’tis only a Super Moon…