Up in the morning star
I ate a chocolate bar
I sped my car
While driving to Qatar
I drove to a war
With splintered tar
I went up so high
I was bombed to the sky
I landed on sand
Something hit me,
It was rubber band
No, it was a hand
I ran on sand
Carrying the hand
I took cover
Behind Tin Can
As I lay on sand
With the hand held my hand
I looked up to the sky
And said goodbye
*Partners are, Sean B. and Ian V.
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