slurkett #5: the astronaut

so you want to be an astronaut young fellow the president did chime unless i am much mistaken you are the first in a very long time versions of the moon will soon be made public when we are no more expectations will not be worth a thin silver dime yet the world will believe a trick zeroing in on the innocent as if examining a horrid crime all the senators and pensioners will bellow before the fog gets too thick conversely, the house of commons in despair will surely mellow desperate to never see the shore events will overtake this most sadly infelicitious rhyme forever the path of a ragged mime gods but of yore had a big purple target but their arrows turned out yellow