Tiny, tiny in comparison,

Did the physicist float,

His capsule like a minnow,

In a giant moat.

‘Oh hell, oh dear,’ I cried aloud,

As I was tumbling over,

Waking up in the ghostly wail,

Far away from clover.

My life is over, I assumed,

In this stupid earthly boat,

But life was saved by hydrogen,

And I did stay afloat.

Spinning, turning like a wheel,

While orbiting the moon,

Wish to be by my best girl,

Instead I sorely swoon.

Imprisoned in a giant craft,

Imprisoned by the moon,

He shouts, he wails and he gasps,

But fumbles for control.

The Soyuz ship it spun around,

The Soyuz ship it swerved.

In the void there was no sound,

But its trajectory did merge.

To be aimed a while back to Earth,

To leave behind the rock,

And he fell in fire bright,

To splash down and dock.