Space Buggy

They built an A.T.V.
and sent it to Ganymede.
It was programmed to go
here and there.

Time passed,
NASA diminished,
there were staff depletions.

The unit sensed
that it had been abandoned.

Eons skipped on by
the worse got worse,

The moon-buggy (for Ganymede is a moon),
watched as planet earth
went POOF
dispersing like dandelion seeds
on a solar wind.

If the space-cart could have shrugged,
it would have
however, it just softly beeped,
kept moving from there to over there.

Turns out it had a really, really good battery.
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