Pluto, refuse to be belittled so.
Demand your status be returned.
Shout, "Reinstate me as a world!"
When we launched a probe, we learned
you wear a heart so large, despite
your rude exclusion from the pack.
As greatness states no minimum,
Earth's smaller to diminish you.
Think big, stay sweet. Be patient, too.
Restoring Pluto © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Submitted: March 2, 2019