Disclaimer: I don't own Hitchhiker's. Not even the books, which I first started reading about a year ago.
As usual, I dedicate this fic to Douglas Noel Adams.
H2G2 has been a radio play, a book trilogy in five parts, a television show, a comic book, a bath towel and most recently a movie... I thought it was time for a poetry version. ;P I was inspired by my classmate, who three years ago converted the whole of Star Wars: Episode One into a 240 line poem. She was only 12 or 13 then. I salute her.
THE HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE TO THE GALAXY
Far out in the vast uncharted reaches of, uh, space
There live a group of creatures, known as the human race.
The Guide declares them 'Harmless', so them you need not fear
(They still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.)
These beings make their home on a planet called the 'Earth'
An uncreative name indeed, for something of its worth.
Many of these humans hold the glaring misconception
That in terms of intellect, they are the ruling faction
On Earth, at least, but unbeknownst to them, this isn't so
The dolphins and the mice beat them to this eons ago.
The dolphins were, for one, aware that Earth's demise drew nigh
So left for space one day and bid all humankind goodbye.
They rose without a sound one night: there was no splash nor splish
Their farewell message read, So long, and thanks for all the fish.
To be continued... Review! Please?