Enigmata
A princess from out of the aether ―
Not Martian, Venusian, no, neither ―
Landed, hapless, on Earth
Where she promptly gave birth
To offspring that could have been either,
But ―
From the heavens there issued a roar,
So loud, metalheads shrieked, "Please, no more!"
While Her Highness's child
Merely giggled and smiled
(Though he threw his stewed prunes on the floor)
Because ―
This princess had pushed the wrong toggle,
In a mishap that makes the mind boggle ―
Came, in error, to Earth,
Quite compelled to give birth...
(Yes. Geneticists do curse and goggle.)
Then ―
Down from the Vaults of Forever,
In maelstroms of Physics, soooo clever,
The Great Roar (with vast joy)
Beamed up princess and boy,
And, when asked, replied, "We'll return ... never!"
Yet ―
Indeed, to this day (this part's great)
There's a cult with a somewhat strange trait:
They worship loud noise,
Adore odd-looking boys...
But they're doomed to a rather long wait!
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