In the cosmic ballroom, where the void pirouettes, the stars perform their nightly pas de deux.
"Oh, the Milky Way is so cliché," snickers the black hole, swallowing space-time's charm like second-rate cheese.
Beyond Orion, a supernova rolls its eyes. "Pfft, could use a better stylist," it hisses in ironical sarcasm.
Wanna learn the Nebula Shuffle? It's easy! Just follow the crumbs left by existential comets.
And while you're at it, try asking the old plasma cloud for directions. Good luck with that!