on day fourteen of Galactic June
behold the rise of claw and gate
who left the womb upon a blood moon?
what rough beast ripped open fate?
life is like a box of rockets
on polymarket, where you make your bet
will it blow or hit sky water?
you never know if it's hot or wet
should I worry about James Franco?
and the code for monster/child?
on day twelve the 'Berg goes bingo!
disclosure boners sure make them smile
Yeats, my mate, we have an answer
a wormhole, butthole, Grey named Lam
prancing like a killer Unicorn
born from a cut of Kosher ham
O, dear God, a praying mantis
from Atlantis will referee
I'm no fan of Galactic showdowns
but I'd like to get to day fifteen!
