Round and Round, as a Merry-go-round
Round and round, this world does turn,
twirls and spins like a colorful top,
As all creation began, in eons of the past,
and we hope it shall never stop.
Magnetic in its centrifugal pull, of the earth,
and all its planetary brothers,
All to revolve about the father of each,
to depend upon all the others.
The atoms and all the components to make,
the structures of all that we can see,
A circle of life, is this, a universal force,
and brought about in the cycle of this, to be.
To astound us, that all does so abound,
as the moon and stars, in the sky, to shine,
A radius and diameter, as an equivalency,
form the central point of every line.
Atoms of every molecule and part,
in their roundness, please make no mistake,
A part and parcel in the meaning of all,
and as our descriptions, are at stake.
The rising moon, in crescent or in full,
or as an orange sun that sets in the sky,
Their magnitude, and the makeup of both,
in their shapes, cannot be as a lie.
We all shall abide in the same countryside,
while we ride upon this merry-go-round,
The circle of life as like the Ferris wheel,
and in the grand spinning, life is to found.
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