TWINKLE, TWINKLE, STAR GO DIE

There was a little star that twinkled, in the North, March sky,

It twinkled in, it twinkled out, I watched the star, go die,

I thought, those poor, fast freezing, creatures,

Needing that star to heat their features,

All those countless, needless deaths, drew a tear from my blue eye.

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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.