It’s Goofy that speaks, Pluto is a dog.
And a planetoid.
And the god of the underworld.
And a kind of modeling clay. No wait, that’s Play-Doh.
And the name giver for an element that goes BOOM!
And allows a deep space probe to still be functioning, somewhat, after nearly half a century.
When I was a kid we had nine planets, dammit!
Well, when my pappy was a kid, we had eight planets! And we liked it!
We have thousands of planets.
It’s just that most of them are not in our solar system.
I think I’d read something about that.
Just search for exoplanets. NASA has a list:
Formerly Irish planets?
And then their is Planet Hollywood.
If we let Pluto in, to be fair, we would need to let everybody in.
It is a pity to add something to that, but one must.
Pity? Pity the fool!
especially the Fool in the Snow
I thought he was on the hill.
Up on the hill, they think I’m OK. Or so they say. Fools.
Maybe you’re just over the hill. Any hill.