after earth turn to a black hole
only the moon is suppose to be
but suck in by bigger mass in space
nothing left but mirror of the fast
a shining earth that's not there
a bright moon that has wandered
bring my toes to touch ground
i still love my chicken and fries
orange juice or chocolate milk
leave that to scientest in the lab
hope they find sometning new
that benifits earth, me and you
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