Space Story
Moving into space from the hills of Dover
It’s just a lander, it won’t be a land rover
Time will not count this quiet, lonely flight
There’s no special rush for anyone to write
We worry about a slow, safe Mars landing
A lander’s speed makes this so demanding
Dodging hazards and dunes is often just luck
It’s a blessing to land outside the filthy muck
Beside the canyons and volcanic mountains
Mars has craters deeper than lush fountains
So once the exploration brings new findings
Confidence in space science will be binding
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