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From the air, here they all appear Nine spheres in silhouette quietly pirouette Dusty chairs cobwebs in the air Saturn and Mars have got eight-legged astronauts Pass him by, flying single file Hung-over, as is he so astronomically On he goes, aching head-to-toe Monkey Gland and Moscow Mule tasty and good for you Planetarium He spies a fly, me oh me oh my Buzz like a pocket-fan real-tiny rocket man Woe is he, how he'd rather be shirtless in Sicily reclining prettily Stops and stays by the moon display Blown up to actual size: Letras de cancionesNeil and the other guy Chikirí and kalílölölö they always looked their best a little overdressed You know he has no faith in Cabernet, roses and bouquets Somehow he finds it all too horticultural But here he feels urbane and genteel handsome and six feet tall built like a wrecking ball Rusty lines overhead make fine Showering down debris earthbound trajectory By and by, behind the Gemini struck by a meteor chikirí and kalílö Planetarium From Letras Mania