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Kepler-186f
I'm building a spaceship in my garden shed
From old bits of second hand cars
It's due to depart in a couple of months
Not to Uranus, Venus or Mars
But far further away in the cosmos
Lies a planet quite similar to Earth
With an atmosphere simply to die for
Yes it's Kepler dash 186f
There's room for at least a dozen or so
And I'm currently making a list
Of some of my friends who might fancy the trip
But I think I will have to insist
That they bring some warm clothes for the journey
Some sandwiches, cakes and a flask
'cause five hundred light years is quite distant
But I think they'll be up to the task
I'm obliged to ask Peter and Suzy
Well they had us for Christmas last year
And Bill and Claudette from the Alderman's Arms
I could put them in charge of the beer
There's Mary and Phil, they're already an item
There's Vera McKinlay and Brent
Then there's Tommy and Lil, I just had to invite them
As Tommy's the one with the tent
I've ensured that they're all of childbearing age
And I'll pair them all up from the start
And I'll seat them together to help them
get familiar before we depart
Then as soon as we land on the planet
We'll get down the business in hand
And in no time at all there'll be hundreds of us
To develop our new wonderland
So quite soon we'll be ready for lift-off
And I'll fill up the rockets with gas
(I feel sure they'll withstand the explosion
'cause I've used only best fibreglass)
Then as soon as my crew are assembled
And the satnav is fitted and primed
We'll be heading for Kepler dash 186f
And one more giant step for mankind