POEM: Spacespunk
This was written to the image below, titled “Steampunk,” animation character art by Joel27, our featured DeviantArt.com artist, from France, on this week’s CPC Simple Sunday Picture Challenge.
SPACESPUNK
Chelsea Weir from Windymere
arrived on Zagnut without fear.
Well equipped to face the wrath
of the worst from front or rear.
A planet shaped like lower torso
of some thing, but even moreso.
The front’s eruptions could be vile
But oh the rearside! It took guile
to circumvent that planetoid
and at the same time, death avoid.
So Chelsea brought her razor sword
All Zagnut beasties would be gored.
But if she missed one, two, a few,
her robotoid would bite and chew.
Faithful Clunk stayed close behind.
His gears turned with a bump and grind.
And if a Zagnut beast approached
he’d eat it like a piece of toast.
Striding on dark Zagnut dust
well oiled to prevent robot rust,
Clunk had her back on Chelsea’s quest
Which, once complete, gave chance to rest.
The tale is told by those who saw
the pair return to Earth that fall,
Their spaceship crammed with sweet confections
thus saving Earth from mass starvation
with Zagnut bars brought by the case,
from a bad-ass planet deep in space.
Copyright August 17th 2013 RGD