Lift-off! (Red Umbrellas)
The conical nose had been smeared with strawberry jam:
So that it appeared as if he had way too much sun
For a rocket his size (and weight)
fuel cells full...system checks complete...fingers crossed
For the crash and the boom and the bang and the thrust
that's space travel for you
Ignition switched to automatic, thrusters activated
And then a final countdown to the big push
To the nearest star, if not back
Contributors: | Apsley, arielle, dan. |
Poem finished: | 10th March 2002. |