Saturn:
I’m thinking of escaping Earth,
I’ve set my sights on Saturn,
The rings encompassing a land,
Where somebody might love me.
My flaws unrealised and unimportant,
The only criteria a kind heart,
One which gives its all,
For his darling’s happiness.
Our world is a fickle place,
Where being thin is a problem,
And being fat is a repellent,
I just want to attract someone.
When a person says to me,
“It’s what’s on the inside that counts”,
I call them a liar,
After they’ve walked away.
So this a call to the mediocre men,
And for the wearisome women,
There’s hope for us yet,
Let’s move to Saturn.
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