Welcome to the another edition of Eccentric Orbits... featuring the cosmic limericks of Mario Di Giacomo.  If you come up with any clever rhymes, feel free to send them in at the bottom of the page!  Thanks... and enjoy!

Weezie, a writer profound.
Had a talent that make us resound.
Phrases of praise,
to the skies we will raise.
[Her hubby's good too, I have found].

(Editor's note: Weezie is Louise Simonson, writer of Galactus: The Devourer)

Galactus' tummy did rumble.
A new planet was needed to tumble.
The pangs of his girth,
Were fixed upon Earth.
Who's hereos he'd easily humble.

When Norrin went surfing with Mantis.
They traveled the depths to Atlantis.
But that one was sad.
Since our Mr. Radd,
Found that underwater they can't kiss.

Uatu secretly viewed.
Several organic babes in the nude.
It's not that he had,
Ideas that were bad.
It's just that he found the men crude.

Epoch and Eon both knew.
A hero is chosen that who,
With Cosmic Awareness,
And above-average fairness.
Could watch over the cosmic stew.

When Kismet and Quasar first met,
Twas' a meeting that neither'd forget.
But a child in the book,
Was not a good hook,
So fast-aging became a good bet.

The trouble with the Jack of Hearts.
Consists of mainly two parts.
His head's on a trip,
Since his suit won't unzip
And his stories seem lacking in smarts.

Though Gladiator's mohawk is hair,
It's usage in battle is fair.
Until came the day,
That Pip found a way,
To switch his conditioner with Nair.