For a moment I held the sun.
It seemed rather heavy for its size,
but I liked it still.
For a moment I held the moon
It was cold and hard, so
I put it back.
For a moment I held the star.
I thought I held it long enough,
so I reached up to put it back.
I forgot where it went, so
I gave it to the sun.
For a moment I held the earth.
It didn't want just one person holding it.
So I passed it around.
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