Dear Jupiter,

You are honestly my fave
Of all [other planets keep quiet]

You perform so well, each
Year for thousands of constituents

Stuck in your faces
And no complaints

I've had worse allergies, itching
To get inside your head

I would love it there. But
You should come here

To earth’s hot spot
Rockefeller Center

So obvious this time of year
You are in addition my favorite god

Each myth you star in
Did I mention ice skating

We can do together
Yes, Jupiter

I’ll dream of your children
I’m going to give you

Hearts,
Miss Stacey