Mars
Beyond the stars,
And flying spaceship cars,
Lies the beautiful planet Mars.
Filled with rocks,
And ice cap locks,
It can fill one with dread
From all the red.
The face of the man,
Raises above the sand,
Giving Mars a great tan.
A planet of ice and fire,
It wears its grace with perfect attire;
I hope its beauty never expires.
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