Space peas


Put me in a rocket
With some peas
In my pocket,
I’ll be fine.
Time
Is of the essence
And there’s plenty,
My days won’t be empty.
Travelling at the speed of light,
A pea-fuelled rocket flight
Is as good a way as any
To turn one day into many.

Stars are twinkling in the sky,
On and on (with peas) I fly.

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