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Here comes?..The Sun?

Of Hercules? If you please

I'm feeling fine. What came off

The assembly line? Some Mercurys

Mercury is a gas When it gets hot 

It expands and demands

It gets very demanding and

Becomes a pain in the ass

Which is how the doctor tells

If you're hot or not

By taking your temperature 

He knows all the nomenclature 

You may have a fever

Does that sound right?

It may not break

Until Saturday night

Dats the way dis coes I guess

Tony's friend he made a mess

He felt his options narrowing

The end it was quite harrowing

At least that's the way I felt

To go there, you can take the Belt

Hey, wait a minute

This poem was supposed to be

About the planets Believe me

I did not plan it this way 

I got distracted I was attracted 

To someone hot Unfortunately 

Of me she did not think the same 

She's so pretty and no

She doesn't have a penis

Her name is Venus and

Hey! Venus is the second planet

From the sun Ain't this fun?

When will this damn thing end?

Which reminds me of the time 

That Nic Wallenda was crossing

The Grand Canyon on a high wire

Why, uh he would do something like that

I don't know. It must have been his desire

The thing was being live-streamed 

At the time I was on Twitter

That was before I got old and bitter

So I did a funny tweet

I tweeted 'I do not have the desire

To be there on the high wire

With Nic Wallenda. If I was 
You'd see a live stream

Coming out of my rear end, uh

I prefer to be close to the ground

That's where I feel more composed

I'm not one of those composers

Like Beethoven or like Mozart

Whose work lives on after they die

No, I'm just a regular guy

Who, when I die, will stop composing

And start, I guess, decomposing 

If I wasn't a regular guy

That would be highly irregular, man

I would need to eat some bran, then

Wait until I became a regular man again

Holy crap! This poem is all over the map!

I can't believe my eyes
This is surely a surprise

I need to go to sleep!

Tomorrow I get up early

Whats that you say?

You think I surely jest when I say 

Tomorrow morn I rise early?

About me you should know this thing

I'm a pretty decent guy

I would never think to lie

And one more thing...

Don't call me Shirley!