Ode to my Laser
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This is “Ode to my Laser”, which I purchased from Thinkgeek.
On a night with clear black skies,
Above the town an airplane flies;
It looms six miles in the air,
A sight that none would say is rare.
O Laser, with your beam so green,
wouldst thou maketh thee a scene?
I point, I click, I count to five,
And the airplane takes a dive.
You light up planes, you light up clouds;
You make no noise, you are not loud.
Five miles out, you hit Pike’s Peak;
Your beam visible, you are not meek.
I point at no-one, that is assault;
No other laws posted, it’s not my fault!
O Laser, with your beam so bright,
Great fun with foil, CDs, or night.
You melt plastic, you pop the corn;
Yet others provide nothing but scorn.
