She had free verse eyes in a metronome face Searching for stability somehow misplaced Mother to the notion of a human race That went on and on and on and on and on... With waterlogged lips beneath a ski-slope nose She conquered nonconformances whenever they arose Tackling transgressions in a swimsuit pose That went on and on and on and on and on... She outlasted She got blasted Giving headwinds Tornado tailspins She launched rockets With steel-tipped sockets And she slipped loose from the atmosphere Destination Alpha Station Olympus Mons, Tranquility Base Jupiter's Spot and the Martian Face She's in an intergalactic relativity race That goes on and on and on and on and on... With her starlight skin and her comet hair She never read my email that said "Please take care." Now she's spurting fire in a full-on flare That goes on and on and on and on and on... She outlasted She got blasted Giving headwinds Tornado tailspins Intercept missles Hey boy that tickles (she said) As she slipped loose from the atmosphere Destination Alpha Station |