A little poem as Spring arrives and I lust after the better weather, to soon take photographs over 100miles that haven’t been seen yet in flat earth videos
I had a friend who said to me,
that he didn’t believe in gravity.
What do you mean? I said to him,
“It’s clear to be seen, it’s so plain to see.”
He shook his head and he smiled at me,
“It’s plain I agree, but it’s the plane that you see.”