A comet came with a large metal core,







Racing cross the heavens toward the sun it tore,






It started to shed its frozen surface,







Of gasses, vapors, and minerals it bore.
A collection of time from deep out in space,






Now littered its trail with cosmic waste,







But as its course closed in too near,







It parted the flux of the Heliosphere.
Then out of the Sun’s plasmatic sea,







Leaped an enormous flare,








That swiped the hare,









A giant shock wave,









From the forces that be.
Gravity, centrifugal, and a nuclear blast,







Sent the fuel supplier again on the chase,






Back out to the heavens on a new pace,







Flinging it further out into space,







On a much longer run which might be its last.