LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Monday, August 28, 2023
I WENT TO MARS WITHOUT A SPACECRAFT OR LIPS
My spaceship disassembled, but I kept traveling into space,
A disaster it resembled, as I gnawed my lips from my face,
My trajectory took me toward the stars,
All that stopped me was planet mars,
Soon I was making friends, among the Martian race.
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