Swimming the "Blunderflail" stroke.
I was just a thought, across time and space,
an atomic dust dot, tossed at lights' standard pace.
Cosmic gas must've wrought lime green grins and a face
and it's panache busting flash, I ought and will not erase.
A smile at light speed, no aim or control,
and while a head, I might need, I grow frame, brain and soul.
As I fight to be, to fulfill my fates' role,
the sight seen before me...is ..a..small,.. sky blue...bowl?
Still in the distance, a shape from my grin.
That's Pluto, for instance, then came calico skin.
At Tethys, I noticed my back had this fin
and I'm an oafish, bloated catfish with a weird, wire-whiskered chin!
I crashed my first SpLaSh! in the sea near Japan.
There's a rash that inhabits this free world of man.
I attached to Namazu as his reversed charlatan
to grasp why some brash humans screw the works in Earths' plan.