Tuesday, October 21, 2008


The spacemen climbed out of the capsule,
And went for a walk on the moon.
They told the pilot to wait for an hour,
They were sure to be back pretty soon.
But one of their watches was faulty,
The one they were relying upon,
And when they got back to the launch pad,
Apollo 8-40 had gone.
The pilot splashed down in the ocean
To great universal applause,
Till somebody casually asked him
“Hey, Bob, where’s those comrades of yours?”

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