Gravity Ditty

What goes up must come down.
So we thought for all.
But if we want to fly around,
Gravity must fall.

Beat it up and take its lunch
Kick sand in its face.
Drop it with a sucker punch.
And leave it in disgrace.

Gravity, your song is sung.
You’re finished as a force.
And once you have dropped down a rung
We’ll conquer you, of course.

– DC

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Dale Connelly

I am a writer and broadcaster living in the Twin Cities.

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