burst from the Sun and aimed straight for the Earth
and bearing one wish that she’d had since her birth:
A glowing blue ball through the darkness appeared
As Twinkle flew quickly, it rapidly neared.
Twinkle wiggled and wriggled and squiggled to steer
Toward sparkling blue oceans and seas as they neared.
Blushing red peaks in a tidy long row
towered high up above a thick forest below.
She wiggled and wriggled and squiggled to steer
Toward rugged red peaks and green trees as they neared.
Despite wiggles and wriggles her path did not change,
Pushing past rocky peaks to a great yellow plain.
“I wish to be yellow, the colour of gold;
I wish to be coloured, a sight to behold!”
She wiggled and wriggled and squiggled with glee
so certain she was that bright gold she would be.
not started to drip great round drops to the ground.
In the blink of an eye there were drops on all sides
and to Twinkle’s dismay there was no place to hide.
With no way to stop and without means to steer
Twinkle’s last wish became perfectly clear: