And
that, my dears, is why the rings
The
planet collected moons:
two
became three, then four, then five
as
the children grew more numerous,
naturally,
they shrank;
with
crowding came strife
they
butted heads
and
other parts
till
there were so many
chips
off the old blocks
their
parent felt surrounded
but
this was a product of two dimensional thinking
after
all, the poles saw nothing but clear sky
and
stars
and
the moons?
nought
but dust now
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