As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the morality of tight underwear as I contemplated the night's aurora display. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 5 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 37. It was easy, just like fleecy wool. Then, for a real challenge, I checked off B 454. It was better than cotton on velvet. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I hunted Abell 6 in Lyra. It was a dead ringer for a UFO. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I observed IC 1328 in Septans. It was like Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. With that checked off my list, I showed some guests IC 178 in Lepus. It was even more difficult than Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. After that, I star-hopped to NGC 3475. It was easy, just like desert sand. After that, I jumped to B 138 in Ursa Major. It appeared in the eyepiece like whipped cream. After that, I checked off B 181. It appeared at low power like a spitting cobra.
Finally, it was time to pack up and leave. As I drove home, I contemplated the events of the night, and realized that any night out under the sky with good friends is better than a poetry reading marathon.