Maybe It’s Just A Phase
My onion bagel once was full
A wond’rous glowing sight
But since I started eating it
It’s just been losing light
I nibbled first around one edge
And much to my surprise
It turned into a gibbous ring
Before my very eyes
The more I ate the more it waned
Which was a true depressant
I soon found I had nothing left
Except a fresh baked crescent
Reluctantly I passed the final
Bite between my lips
Then spent the moonless night in tears
Mourning its eclipse
20
08 2009
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Brilliant. Illuminating. Certainly not waning. I love astronomy but didn’t know “gibbous.” Thanks for the enlightenment.