One Summers’ evening I gazed out
In wonder at the sky.
I saw one star was moving
as the ISS flew by.

A Shining Beacon always there
it’s man’s forget-me-not.
A thousand years of progress made
this small white flashing dot.

But “Houston there’s a problem”
Calls out Major Tom one day
“Unauthorized transmissions
Beamed at us from the UK.”

“Hello” the astronauts they called
“What is it that you need?”
The terse reply – “You crossed our village
carrying excess speed.”

“Oh yes! We clocked you as you passed
Across our Kingsmead Tower.
We clocked your speed at ten thousand
four Hundred miles per hour.

Please keep your speed to 20
As you traverse through our stars,
And watch out crossing Monarch Drive
For dangerously parked cars.

So as you cross the stars in search
Of Scientific Treasures
Be aware we’re contemplating
Traffic calming measures.”