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		<title>Adventure to the Moon</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.106.96.208: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;===Introit===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
...We&amp;#039;ve made a mistake...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
...We must leave here...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Part I: Free &amp;#039;Verse===&lt;br /&gt;
(Something Pink floyd-ish for music?) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They&amp;#039;ll track us down, they&amp;#039;ll hunt us like a pack of thieves&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They&amp;#039;ll pull us to the ground, and drag us underneath&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We have no escape, nowhere to run and hide&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There&amp;#039;s no way out; we won&amp;#039;t leave with our lives&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Where can we turn? Where can we find relief?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No bridge to burn, to seal off our retreat.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;ve done no harm; we meant no wrong&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It feels like there&amp;#039;s no place that we belong&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We see on the horizon, a great, looming shape&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s there we run, in hopes of finding peace&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We don&amp;#039;t have much time; they&amp;#039;ll catch us very soon&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So we must leave, on an adventure to the moon&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We climb aboard, and behind us close the door&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We flip the switch, and then drop to the floor&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We just made it in time, I can hear them getting near&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But we&amp;#039;re safe inside; there&amp;#039;s nothing for us to fear&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The ship rises fast, hurtling at great speed&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We watch out the window, and watch the earth recede&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The moon draws near, and we slowly lose velocity&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We enter into orbit, and fall back in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Part II: Moon Trolley===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Something David Bowie-ish for music?)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Docking near the moon&amp;#039;s dark side&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We prepared to disembark&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Didn&amp;#039;t know how many would die&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When we entered in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All seemed well as we looked around&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Till we spotted the moon creatures&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They ran our ship aground&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It seems our trouble was a double feature&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For in their hands they wielded guns&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And soon they fired a volley&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Unlucky ones got brains of sponge&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We took cover in a trolley&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When they came near we charged from the rear&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And took them by surprise&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We used our swords, cut them like cords&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Then ran for the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Soon, we reached the sun again&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And with it came protection&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Those moon guys weren&amp;#039;t very sane&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hated the sun like injections&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Part III: So Much Pus===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When all was said and done&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And we&amp;#039;d killed everyone&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The zombies ran away&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That&amp;#039;s what the pirates say&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But every time I see them&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Makes me wish I had a gun&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If I knew about the black hole&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Then I guess I&amp;#039;d have more fun&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We killed a bunch of ninjas there&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And they killed lots of us&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The battle raged for forty days&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Upon the Plains of Pus&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(So... much... pus.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But after all that time had passed&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And all our snacks were gone&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Both sides were in a desperate fix&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We wouldn&amp;#039;t live till dawn&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So then and there we called a truce&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Agreed to disagree&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We hopped aboard the rocket ship&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And blasted off, whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But through a fluke, we wound up in&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A rift in time and space&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It sucked us in and we all died&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And that was some disgrace.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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