Prologue
Our angels flapped about a bit;
(That’s what angels tend to do)
“Oh come on, Mum,
Don’t ramble on,
Tell us something new.
We want to know the facts of life
And how it all began.
The nature of the universe
And everything human.
You can tell us in our dreams, Mum
It shouldn’t take a week.
We’d like a history lesson, please,
While we pop off to sleep.”
Our goddess, pausing for a while
Then said: “Oh very well.”
For all exciting stories are
So enjoyable to tell.
“I will facts and figures give you all
And write them in the stars
Exactly why we left our Earth,
Moved house to planet Mars.
Dream cities; floating in the sky,
The night our Sun turned red,
And the day we learnt to fly.
