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The space ship that I bought today Is genuine ex-Milky Way Titanium panels, gleaming white Slighly warped by galactic flight Ten zillion miles on the clock But brand new dials and air lock It'll see me good for a squillion more So, lever down, I shut the door And press some buttons blue then red A mighty rumble frightens Ted My copilot pressed into his seat As jet fuel and ignition meet I grip Ted's arm, the countdown starts I'm glad I brought the ship's spare parts Then all at once the radio cracks I turn the volume up to max What halts the progress of my ship? "That cardboard box is for the tip. Now come on out it's time for tea." ...Why does dad rule this galaxy?
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Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 3:49 PM UTC
The spaceship that I bought today
The space ship that I bought today Is genuine ex-Milky Way Titanium panels, gleaming white Slighly warped by galactic flight Ten zillion miles on the clock But brand new dials and air lock It'll see me good for a squillion more So, lever down, I shut the door And press some buttons blue then red A mighty rumble frightens Ted My copilot pressed into his seat As jet fuel and ignition meet I grip Ted's arm, the countdown starts I'm glad I brought the ship's spare parts Then all at once the radio cracks I turn the volume up to max What halts the progress of my ship? "That cardboard box is for the tip. Now come on out it's time for tea." ...Why does dad rule this galaxy?
For Jack
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Jun 29, 2010
Jun 29, 2010 at 3:49 PM UTC
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