Mars is no Longer a Viable Solution

We lost contact with the main server

And I saw all the cars
That honk outside my apartment
Each day
Blow up
One by one

Mars is no longer a viable solution
So all the dead bodies
Will be shot out to space

They won’t reach the next galaxy
But the nearest dimension
Will likely be upset

And the tons of fantasy
That is toxic waste
Will be bolted

While reality takes over
And Barbie dolls
Are no longer sold
And impressionists are all
Sold in jars as specimens

And the world is a sick place
Where all fantasy is replaced
By life like creations

I feel sorry for the book sniffers
They’ll never get their high
Instead they’ll get pregnant

And their children
Will find new ways to create
Water falls on Mars
And colonies on the Moon

There are no more graves now
They are not practical


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