Think happy thoughts...
My shoes are full of holes. The problem is that it's very wet out and my feet get soaked. I tryed the idea Sally gave me- put plastic bags over my feet. It seems to work pretty well. My feet don't hurt as much because they aren't as wet.
I have a fic idea. This is where my lack of PoG may come in handly. I started my crossover because Space cancelled their run of the show and I was bored. I think I might ask mom and dad for BBC Kids as well as BookTV, since I now don't have access to Doctor Who or Thunderbirds (cheese!) as well.
And now for some music:
Laika by Moxy Fruvous
When I was 3, my mother said to me
Eat up your greens & say your grace
While on TV they put a dog in spae
and left her there... you should've seen her face
When I was 5, the dream was still alive
And Walter Cronkite said: "One day we'll earn our daily bread conducting things in Outer Space"
But still on Earth I thrive... and you pretend I'm not alive
And walk by with my subsitute
While I fasten the oxygen valve on my space suit
When I was 8, we shared a cloakrack- it was great
And I pretended I had so much on my plate
I had a speech to write, on moonshot trajectory
And during phonics class, perfected my delivery
Now the band's playing "Hail to the Chief"
While my capsule's out floating by some tropical reef
all the experts can agree on, regarding your motives in the cape canaveral crash... is that they know nothing.
it puzzles me so...
Now I'm full grown, an' I've spacecraft of my own
But there you sit, still upon your Earthly throne
Hey darling, throw this 'space-pup' a bone
Don't touch that dial, don't hang up that phone.
I love that song.
From the PoG episode on death:
Nan-Cy: YOU'RE ON MUCH!
Commander Rick: Really? I've achieved immortality.
Okay, so it was a lead-in to The Superman Song, not Laika, but it's still really cute. Retro Much Music rocks.
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