A Trip Intersteller Spacecraft
Fiery I canst me be a man of the 50 feet spacecraft, he ask is he or rampant bugger me skipper
Ask not oh mister jakin, weep not sir Abercrombie here where does it go
I go the star, is like cement mixer weep it is straight upward hocus pocus
Adrenalin it does fortuitous me cowards mutineers you astronaut
Digital readout stop for a whiskey and cola placade the ship a garage get drunk
Plan is we show the radius ROAD, IS OVERRANG FAM IS HOT THERE THE INDUCER WE ROCKET IT
A poodle coming up for us, let it he enjoy the anti darkness matter
Weep itblane I courage you ask is the millgrind it cannot be awesome ere eat the morsel
While wwe figure out what to do with you, blame us is the tyrant toseie the stars had to takenhome
We pass passagewewayintotimme,wesoughtyouwriteabook,beeristrinketstoomuch
Wearguewewishdesignoneofthesewewish,wecoolthe fans in seawaterhadtocooperate
Weusedthe localindians we ask not bugger hitarockthegentilesa llofmeat a time
Reed vavle we argue we dried the ship out as the strategicaircommand laughed we waved another missile
We are in spacetime 60,ooo ligh years needs make you pass o’ home Beatrice ray gun hey
Copyright © Raymond Burt | Year Posted 2018
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