Round as an egg
Round as an egg,
With branches sticking out,
A planet floated around,
Orbiting about.

The grass was hot with dew,
And the one road weaved its way,
There seemed to be no people out,
For the sun was slightly gray.

Round as an egg,
With branches sticking out,
A planet floated around,
Orbiting about.
By Mayar and Hazel