Nit Wit
From the stars
I got a name.

My new name is Nit Wit.

I looked up at the stars
one Sunday night,
and the stars all called me
Nit Wit.

I hate that name, I
told the stars.

That’s just the point, the
central star in the belt of Orion said.
You hate this name, so having
this name will make you wise.

OK, I said.
You are stars, you must know.

And the stars all laughed.
Nit Wit, they shouted.