The Lost Astronaut Poem to Self

Have you ever felt your insides boiling in the heat of a Morning Martian sun?

Because, here you can explode immediately so I advise you to please not come.

There is a planet, just one along that’s a little cooler, with water a plenty.

But, I warn you now you won’t be welcome; you’ll be ripped open before some bastard counts to twenty.

So I advise you to stay at home or better still go somewhere else!

If you stumble across their alternate selves, remain very cautious; in another universe, man + man, still = nauseous.

 

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