Only once, did I hear the voice of the Sun
Booming thunderous low bass tones
Its “hi” nearly blew my speakers out
Trashed my ears and headphones
Since that day, not a word out loud
Just chats in a meetings app online
If connection’s slow, imagination grows
And we jump between his profile and mine
Of course no paper trace, or evidence
The app doesn’t save conversations
So when he penned a rhyme sublime
I’d just copy and paste, to save ’em