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‘Everyday Is ‘Sun’day’ Poem by 9 year old Bookosmian from Gurgaon

The sun is bright and yellow,
It looks as small as an ant.

But when a fellow looks at it from space,
It isn’t even yellow,
Nor is it mellow.

It is really big,
It is like a million hot tubs
So many degrees, I can’t even count.

So remember to only see if from here,
For if you enter the sun’s atmosphere
You will find yourself in fire,
And that’s a problem too hot to handle!