that there's nothing up there,
but rocks.
even after having made
six or seven
trips to the surface
of the moon.
somehow
we've lost our minds,
and don't remember
all those trips
bringing back nothing
but stones.
so, let's go again.
no need to spend money
here, we're good shape,
just look around
at how everyone is happy
and everyone
has a home and a bowl
of soup,
a bone.
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