Outer Limits Fandango
The astro'naught in me blasts (off)
to some pretty grim
but none so grim as the one we been
for a few 100,000 annuals.
Now, we dazzle ourSelfs wit such
unbelievable feats of human'mind
that we gonna go
improve the rest of the solar
system wit our god-given Manifest Destiny.
"Well, god compelled we to do it." say the
OutaSpace genius' of the month club's spin'docs.
"We owe it to OurSelfs, after all the
hard work we done done, y'know?"
But not before we divvy up the mineral
rights to the Moon, and have a few dozen
MoonMines pumpin' great lunar profittance
to the Holy Corporate interests just bustin'
to turn La Bella Luna, into The Great Commodity.
A stellar era of economic growth is soon Ours!
As they say, "Ye don't have to be a rocket scientist
to see all the blessed Good we've done right here.
It's all Self Evident."
Fuck. Whatta Superior Species wee be.