Floating nebulus,
An ethereal spaceship,
Painted in pink, orange, and white.
There, see it! Above the trees,
Majestic, fearsome,
I cannot move my transfixed eyes.
Spewing vapors from exhausts,
My mind creates a crew,
A band of miscreants from Katmandu.
What purpose, what sinister plot,
Purveyors of planets,
Scouts on a celestial field day.
My heart laughs at my dreaming mind.
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