I dream to be a space cop,
plop myself into
a supersonic hovercraft
& draft Milky Way speeders.
I'll leap from constellation to constellation, bypass
the Internationl Space Station
& write millions of citations,
one for each star-car,
keep myself busy
for all eternity.
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 5:24 AM UTC
I dream to be a space cop,
plop myself into
a supersonic hovercraft
& draft Milky Way speeders.
I'll leap from constellation to constellation, bypass
the Internationl Space Station
& write millions of citations,
one for each star-car,
keep myself busy
for all eternity.
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