Betelgeuse À La Mode

As I drift through the vacuum of black they call space,
I recall long ago of this one unique place
on a planet ‘round Betelgeuse* so far away
where I gorged on their à la mode muffins one day.

Now the tasty uniqueness of muffins so grand
is compelling enough for a spaceman to land.
So I did, and my taste buds achieved overload
as I savored the glaze—Betelgeuse à la mode!

Citric flavor, like lime--tart and tangy all right,
yet along with said taste came another delight.
Much like bacon with sugar in muffins of blue;
when she asked if I wanted more, I said, “I do.”

I told NASA these muffins were not in accord
with the freeze-dried consumables I had on board.
But so far as I know there’s no plan to do trade
with the planet on which these good muffins are made.

À la mode—how I like it when food’s up to date;
a sensation to savor was space bound of late.
In this ship called Antares through space lanes I soar
longing Betelgeuse muffins of which I adore.

I think many more planets have now come to know
of the à la mode muffins from Betelgeuse dough.
All the way I have dreams of glazed à la mode crust;
fluffy muffins of Betelgeuse remain a must.

* Betelgeuse (ˈbē-tᵊl-ˌjüs) is a red giant star.


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(Anapestic Tetrameter)
Writer’s Cramp
6-23-19