Challenger
Seven brave souls
left this place
for a hurried adventure
into space,
the shuttle that took them
was monstrous and strong
and those who built it,
thought naught
could go wrong;
but as Murphy would say,
and the fates decreed,
a disastrous adventure
it was meant to be,
for all the time spent
preparing the shuttle;
how easy it was
to overlook the o-ring
the size of a chip,
which lost its integrity
in the morning nip;
so seven brave souls
never made to space,
but in all our hearts
they found,
A permanent place
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