Stellar

Aug 15, 2003 00:57

His eyes look stellar
The return of the look, too
Can’t touch only see
So what does he do?
Make a wish and only hope
Hope that it comes true
And if it doesn’t work
Would he still try to?
His wish is to fly
And so he flew
To catch this ‘thing’
That didn’t seem to move
When he makes it there
He doesn’t know which to choose
Because this star wasn’t alone
In a group of a billion and two
If he doesn’t make a decision
Then his journey he’ll lose
He can’t pick any just one
Before they fall and shoot
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