Getting this spaceship off the ground
Require a body and mind, most sound
Go to school, learn the trade
Of larger than life, in
bright colors that don’t easily fade
Umbrellas don’t stop the toxic cloud
Primary colors are bold and loud
Red sometimes does that, you know
But that’s what you want to say, no?
And please make sure that tire
Doesn’t run over my yummy cake
For the heights I wish to aspire–
I’ve got to first wade through all that spaghetti.
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