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Jan 11
O Captain! My Space Captain
Our food is all out
The men have nothing to do;
They are running all about.

O Captain! My Space Captain
The pet hamster go into the fuel
He died and decomposition made it like gruel.

O Captain! My Space Captain
We surely will starve!
All we had left was ravioli
But Cadet Capioli has ate it all!

O Captain! My Space Captain
Our end is drawing near
Never again will I see my friends
Or anything else I hold dear.

O Captain! My Space Captain
Why aren’t you responding?
I tell you we soon will be dead
But you sit in your chair pondering!

O Captain! My Space Captain
I fear that you are already dead
Well I shall walk to my death
Like a man, not bowed down with dread

O Captain! My Space Captain
It has been an honor to serve
A man of your ability and nerve
Farewell my once temporary now permanent home!
Never again will I look at the stars
And see where I wish to roam.

O Captain! My Space Captain
I am too young! What cruel twist of fate
Leaves me dead and floating in space
Never again to do anything I love!

O Captain! My Space Captain
We are about to crash into a star
Goodbye living! Goodbye life!
Goodbye children! Goodbye wife!

O Captain! My Space Captain…

Goodbye.
This was from a writing prompt for a poem including the words "ravioli", "hamster" and "spaceship" and that made my teacher laugh and cry. I hope you get a laugh and some teary eyes as well.
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AmIEnough  15/F/right behind you
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