Shooting Stars in the West – by Mark Nielsen
The red dwarves–
those old lady stars in their lacy hats–
drive a ’68 Ford Galaxie to the Andromeda Grille
as their Early Bird dinner destination.
(Bertha heard the Beef a’ la Armstrong Special
was very fine indeed.)
The Seven Sisters
take their Motown-style singing act
on the road to Pluto –
that rogue planet which, like Old Cuba,
has now become a haven for gangsters,
space pirates and other shooting stars.
Proud Pleides Mary, the soprano,
believes these lovely ladies are sure to be a hit.
Meanwhile the blue giants,
are out on strike.
Their employer, the Cancer Conglomerate,
sent hundreds of jobs across the border
to low wage (but stellar) workers
in nearby Leo.
Union steward Oscar Lukasic–
third star from the right over The Crab’s shoulder–
says management has to be held accountable,
no matter what the suits and shareholders
chasing a buck have in mind.
The blue blinkers in Aries
threw an anniversary party
for Sheratan and Lucida Ventris last Sunday;
Bad Bart the black hole
is due for release from jail any day now;
and all in all it’s a great big circus atmosphere
out here in Earth’s neighborhood,
the rugged frontier territory
on the west side of the Milky Way.