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…
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.