Planets R us

"The world must be peopled" I have read
On pages by someone who wrote it well
And now it bounces around in my head
Where it drives out unwanted thoughts of hell.

"The world must be peopled" I have heard
And for years those words like a bell have rung
And, yes, my mentation may be absurd
But now it's a song that can't be unsung.

"The world must be peopled" rings again
Giving my brain more age old advice
And from which it's unable to abstain,
Unlike a mechanical thinking device.

"The world must be peopled" more and more
Until with souls the cities overflow
And there's no more room left to explore
And all creation seems about to blow!

"The world must be peopled" all night long
Where the nightmares are always at their worst.
They know esteem is what makes us strong
And is a bubble... they all try to burst.

"The world must be peopled", well of course!
Many will say it goes without saying
And never mind of our ultimate source,
All will be well with more brainless braying!

But..."The world must be peopled" still nags,
And it's just as well that it always will
For it justifies all of our countless shags
Which might go undone if not for the thrill!

Oh I think the message is very clear...
We all need a spare... terrestrial sphere!