Time and Relative Dimensions in Space
Type forty, always helping out.
Never failing, that's without doubt.
Taking me to the places I need to be,
to the places that I needed to see.
So much more out there,
the vast universe we all share.
Always something new or something old,
Time always has a different story to be told.
Onwards! Allons-y! Geronimo!
To the places that I love to go!
Oh Sexy, you know me well.
You're always there, even when I yell.
Let's go some place exciting!
Oh, how delighting!
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