A Poem. By Me. From The PoV of Wernher Von Kerman. Emoticon! Wernher And Jebs’ Torus While researching one summers day, I was interrupted, to my dismay, By Jebediah, crazy fool Who I avoided as a rule He greeted me, in kerbal style, With an explosion, and a smile Said he, “Hello, I represent, The Kerbonauts, who are hell bent, On getting better residence, We might as well just live in tents†I said, “I’ll see what I can do A capsule maybe? One or Two?" But no, I took as his reply, As, said he, with a grin so wry, “Come on Wernher, please don’t bore us! Build a massive Stanford torus! “Oh no!†I said, “That’s quite absurd! Do you fully comprehend that word?†“Oh yesâ€Â, said he “t’would be a Disgrace, For a spacebound pilot ace, To not know a new design, Of rocket, or space airline So what do you say, are you with me?†He hopped and wrung his mitts with glee I sighed and rolled my eyes, and flopped, Beside my counter (Marble topped) And with some help from Scott Manley, And some mods (Just two or three) I drew up, built, and launched to space, A giant doughnut looking place. And Jeb still lives there, to this day, Just as I like him, far away