There once was a spaceman
Who crafted many a ship
He lined them all up
And filled them with kids
Plotted their courses
And gave them good sense
And 10,000 years later
They completed their trips

They depleted their planets
And planted a script
Escaping back home
In tow the whole bit
Proudly abundant
They had all hit it rich
And Noahn was brimming
With the pride of success

Though he lost very few
To stress or neglect
His ships were a many
So many did miss
And some kids were abandoned
But they are building a bridge
Back to the blackness
Where Noahn once lived