The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace
Where hydrogen is built into helium
At a temperature of millions of degrees
Yo ho, it's hot! The sun is not
A place where we could live
But here on earth there'd be no life
Without the light it gives
Umpteen years or so ago, I was delighted when National Public Radio played this in honor of Summer Solstice:
Now, of course, there's an updated version:
Enjoy!
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