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Don'T Unhook From the Iss
Star-pod, Ashanti, all aboard ya'll! We're penetrating space-time's inpenatratable wall Floating & flying through space-time atmosphere Where the unknown is crystal-clear So all aboard, ya'll, it's the 2nd call to see The mysteriously darkened space-time! Come aboard, Ashanti, come see the best prime Don't stray too far from your pods 'Cause if you do, your lines will snap And it will unhook from ISS's rods Casting ya'll to your scariest doom Your bodies will stay flying dead forever Floating & decomposing for all of eternity All this information - for certainly If you float & stray far, you can simply die If you don't wanna die - I suggest you comply Or your 700 million dollar pod will be auctioned That is, if you unhook, get lost, & possibly die At any rate, if you cease to exist - consider this A fair warning I sang A riddlized riddle A rusted fiddle Come now & don't dwiddle And with that as the door slams & mechanically locks You're all of a sudden in zero-gravity Flying in Ashanti's trapeze 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Space-time is where I'll be
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