Look Up Into the Milky Way --- a Nonsensical Poem

Look up into the Milky Way Streaming down the sky to the bay Connected by sea to Skara Brae. Do those ruins contain some clay? On that faraway land, are there any dogs stray? If I go there, will a beautiful girl be coming, Serving me coffee with a splendid tray On a sunny, refreshing day? Will the girl be pretty enough to give me an impression That strikes me as if with a fresh water spray? Then, will I be filled with such deep emotion That makes me shout, "Yay"? Will I be stunned, having nothing to say? Or will I start dancing as in ballet?