Exo

We gaze upon a sight so bold

That it conjures up a tale to be told

About a wondrous planet that's not so cold

That it burns with fires that are uncontrolled

And presents a surface that cracked as if so old

It is a horrendous sight so terrible to behold

We are easily inclined to withhold

Any intention of hunting for gold

Based on rumors that have been foretold

My version of this!