If you decide to take a spaceship to the sun, be prepared...
It is hot, just like a summer's day but scary like the dark,
It looks like a giant fiery ball that never stops spiraling towards you,
Your nose cringes at the smell of the dirty, chalky fumes,
You can hear crackling and bursting, just like an open fire in the mountains.
Before you leave, try a piece of the sun.
It tastes like over cooked bread, crispy with fumes and rocks.