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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

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