Big black buttA Poem by Arthur ZevalijGround Control to Big black butt Ground Control to Big black butt Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground Control to Big black butt Commencing countdown, engines on Check ignition and may God's love be with you This is Ground Control to Big black butt You've really made the grade And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule, if you dare This is Big black butt to Ground Control I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most peculiar way And the stars look very different today For here am I sitting in a tin can Far above the world Planet Earth is blue And there's nothing I can do Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my man I love him very much, he knows Ground Control to Big black butt Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong Can you hear me, Big black butt? Can you hear me, Big black butt? Can you hear me, Big black butt? Can you hear me, Big black butt? Can you- © 2023 Arthur Zevalij |
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Added on November 23, 2023 Last Updated on November 23, 2023 AuthorArthur ZevalijAboutI like to read on the porch and listen to the sound of raindrops. more..Writing
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