Hotdog Earth

Hotdog planet, mustard seas, floating in the breeze,

Never ketchup wit' these cosmic feasts, fridge of galaxies.

Buns orbit the frankfurters, cosmic cholesterol,

Universal snack attack, we'll eat it all.

Grill marks on the landscape, crispy charred fate,

Aliens barbecuing late, saucing up their plate.

Cosmic condiments, spicing the Milky Way,

Astronomical cravings, every single day.

Hotdog Earth spinnin', a bun-day celebration,

Relish rain and onion storms, gastronome’s sensation.

Chomping meteors, reliving cosmic lore,

Interstellar picnics, hotdogs we adore.

Space dogs in wiener ships, galaxy they zip,

Pluto pickles jumping ship, cosmic food trip.

Constellations shaped in links, mustard lines the sky,

Zero-G feastin', mouthfuls as we fly.

To infinity and beyond, BBQ baton,

Passing through the stars, grilling ‘til the dawn.

Eclipses savor bites, mustard glowin' bright,

Hungry stargazers, chowin' every night.

Franks in the vacuum, never getting stale,

Sauces orbit Jupiter, interplanet mail.

Astral frankfurter fest, buns that never rest,

Every bite's a cosmic quest, savor Earth's best.