I gaze into space to see the Wundles,
Wundling about in the starry jumble.
I picture them in their cosmic world,
Peering down here, their cosmic brows furled.
Gazing into space, I constantly wonder,
What Wundles do in the stars out yonder.
So I wrote this in hopes of submitting it to the Gargleblaster challenge over at Yeah Write, but it seems that the grid closed before I could enter my submission. Despite the tiny size of this post, it was pretty damn hard to write. It had to be 42 words exactly, so there was a lot grumbling, screaming, and wall-punching involved in writing it. You can imagine how irked I was after I found out I couldn’t even submit the damn thing. But, I figured I’d still post it anyhow, cause why not? It’s a nifty prompt, and it deals with a question that we should all ponder: What keeps you gazing at the stars?