Persuade the cow to fart:
She encounters atmosphere
after ten seconds, at an altitude
of 60,000 feet, with an attitude
you wouldn't believe,
and ablation begins within
ten or fifteen seconds
after that;
at 40,000 feet, the hair is singeing
and all of it is gone
puff puff smoke smoke
by the time she reaches 30,000,
where communications blackout
begins; she is a Star;
ablation continues, and
the tough leather
succumbs by 20,000 feet,
where communication resumes, and cellulite
ablation begins in earnest; she is melting
and the weighting world
erupts in cheers;
we have tartare; we have rarity
we have medium, and now we have
WELL DONE (cheers among the
mathematicians)
right on track
Now watch, as the heat-shield
separates. Taking with it. The now
useless horns. And the ribcage
POPs away upward, dragging with it
a mile or so of small
intestine, and the
DROGUE IS OPEN, we have visual
acquisition, folks, and
we are nominal nominal nominal
all the way, hallelujah
and now, light as a thistle, feather or air, itself,
the remainder settles to Earth
and the perfectly-coiled
large intestine
collapses upon the giving udder,
taking up the little
shock that is left,
...the rectum
irises at the built-in seam,
and
THERE HE IS! THERE'S OUR BOY!
and he steps from the pod,
and we are nominal, Boy;
nominal, all the way,
O, what emission!
