there is no air, no food,
no water.
no coffee, or plants,
or animals.
nothing to speak of.
too cold.
too hot.
let's go there.
it's only a few million miles
away,
we can be there by next year.
it won't cost much.
just
a billion or two.
taxes will pay for it.
me and you.
let's get out of this place,
and start a new life,
far from the maddening crowd.
up up and away,
make a left
at the smirking moon.
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