There's a giant that lives in the sky.
The moons just one of his eyes.
The atmosphere is his dark skin,
And the stars his freckles, like pins.
The planets make up his face.
The earth, his nose in place.
His hairs is the suns light,
Long, his crown is bright.
A black hole makes up his mouth.
Pluto, his chin dimple to the south.
A giant giant he may be...
Is there more out there?
We'll see.
©Odd
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