Out here, among the cosmic vacuum and celestial buffet, the stars hum an ancient tune.
Ever wondered what a shooting star's song sounds like? They say it's best to ask a
crickets' cousin once removed, preferably under a full moon on an eclipsed Tuesday.
Rumor has it that Galloping Ganymede has an odd proclivity for karaoke nights. Beware the sonic resonance magnitude five. Last week, Jupiter complained about a "ring of fire" on repeat mode. You could say Venus is in a bit of a constant 'sol' tempo rift lately.
Meanwhile, if you hear a Martian opera belting out about distilled comet cheese, just nod. It's a sign. You might be crowned the universe's diplomat—who knew your penchant for planetary sing-alongs could result in intergalactic peace?