Hello Mr. Space Man
Welcome to my digital room, I hope you brought some spray cans
To color these stars I had a space plan
Oh you didn't know I was a space fan
Mr. Space Man
Intergalactic Mind is what I needed
Paint paint paint is what I am bleeding
Petrol, juice, and gas what I am heating, feeding, forming to one, a yellow dwarf sun
Mr. Space Man, Mr. Space Man
Have you reach the constellations
The sea of light of ultrafiltration
Did the orbital planes cause over stimulation
Take it easy, let us be patient
Oh Mr. Space Man
Isn't space so dandy
Laying back on my ship eating space rock candy
I'm an Alien how come you don't understand me
Red stones in the area looking so sandy
Good bye, Mr. Space Man
The one and only Mr. Space Man
About the Creator
V the poet (Fvginaction)
just a deep thinker stuck in thoughts.
exploring ways to free the mind
and embracing the wonders of the world.
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