Play in space....

Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.

Thought I wouldn't know. I've never been, and certainly never seen.

Do you believe that space would be clean ?

Or that Alien's would be nice, or mean? Would they even eat ice cream?

Do you believe that we can explore the world, space or the universe,

Would we go up in space to find a big tuna purse?

If we seen a space shuttle would we need to rehearse.

If we fail, shall we get grandpa to bring the hearse?

Would we put apes in cages, that takes us ages?

Is time even real, what is the deal?

Shall we peel the orange, or would it float,

Surely like people, it wouldn't gloat, or want to vote.

Could we eat cheese from the moon, with a big spoon

Would we even know when it was noon?

Did a cow really jump over the moon?

Shall we try a balloon, on our commune?

I can imagine it would be bright, to see a meteorite,

Would it be fun to fly a kite, or accept a bite, from a mite?

Possibility to write in the night? then share our delight,

under the sun light.

Would we find bars to go with mars,

Interesting it would be to collect scars, while filling Jars.

Did girls really go to mars to buy big bras?

Could we smoke cigars while in our cars.

Especially the Cabala.

You could see her eyes, in the sunrise.

Her face would rise, it would be the prize.

Pity there's no Nursery, on Mercury.

Lucky there's diversely, so she can earn money after university.

In space there would be a man with a stutter, who enjoys butter.

If you dropped an egg, it probably wouldn't splatter.

Just like matter.... Kids would chatter, and lick the batter.

If we reached a Comet, do you think I would vomit?

or force women to wear a bonnet.

labeled as a gromit, there's really no way to stop it.

Would we need a socket, in our rocket?

or a docket in our pocket.

Would we need to restock it, or shock it,

rather than just, put a locket in our pocket.

If we could sit on a star, would we find a nearby bar?

Just to get to know about yourself, and find out who we really are...

drink some whiskey, and play the guitar.

Or should we wait and find out from afar.

I bet you would find a nun on the sun,

who had just begun, the fun.

New things to learn, and she gets spun.

She will never be done.

Did you hear about the girth of Earth,

...Or the birth in Perth? Even better,

have you heard what the baby is worth?

I went to Venus, to see the big penis

Only to see what his routine is.

I had to walk away, in dismay.

It was unfortunate, but he looked like a stray.

Did you think about being a hoon, on Neptune?

Or maybe eating a prune, in the womb.

What I'm really wondering is if you can keen in tune, and make it soon?

I'm going to try drawing a pattern, on Saturn.

Will be burn, when we return, due to sunburn?

Shall we stay in space, or hope to win a game of poker without the ace?

Earth can be a scary place, sometimes you need mace.

Are you a victim, in a solar system?

Or worth the Earth, after your rebirth.

So when they say nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. What they really mean is replace the mace, stop showing disgrace as you sway your betray, and go back to your place, not space.