Earth

A poem about were we are at in the universe

The earth is like
Santa Claus, fatter
In the middle.
But unlike Santa
It does not jiggle
Like a bowl of jelly.
It spins
Round and round
Like a top.

It is a huge place
To those who
Think it as home.
But it is
A small speck
In the universe.
A small huge speck.