
The Kelly Song Collective
Famous To Me
Ah Uranus, you’re famous and no one can blame us
for cutting old Pluto loose.
You’re chuggin’ and chewin’, and pluggin’ and wooin’,
and closer to the caboose.
Discovered by Bill in Bath with a chill in 1781
with his new telescope and an old bar of soap.
But he’s not the only one.
Oh Uranus, you’re famous to me.
Mistook for a star, and good looking from far,
on the kind of star you might be wishing.
I cast one eye; cast a net in the sky on a star. O
h man now you’re just fishing.
Oh Uranus, you’re famous to me.
Your upper most clouds are methane and loud.
But how come you’ve not just one moon?
Watch out for Neptune’s twin jealousy and his trident
if he tries to spoon.
Oh Uranus, you’re famous to me.
The internal heat of Uranus is low.
One hypothesis suggests that it was hit by a super massive impactor
which caused it to expel much of its primordial heat.
Your radius baby is scary and maybe
your volume’s like 63 earths. I couldn’t fill it.
So cold, couldn’t chill it, but honey for what it’s all worth,
Uranus is famous to me.
A featureless disc? Ha! I shake my fist
at the scientists who’d just poo-poo ya.
I raise my fist to the pale cyan disc
to the naked eye though I hardly knew ya.
Oh Uranus, you’re famous to me.
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© Audsongs 2014

Song-A-Week project. John, week 20.