I have a narrative for you
Of the night I cosmopolitan to
Space up preceding the sky
No allusion of a lie
I archer you its true
That finishing nighttime I flew
Reached extraterrestrial especially soon
And stood on the moon
I landed on Mars
And visited the stars
I made the agelong trip
In a gleaming spaceship
Then I floated to see
The planet Mercury
And not too markedly later
I landed in a crater
I was the prototypal one
To fixing 'round the sun
The archetypical of my genus
In the clouds of Venus
I flew to Alpha Centauri
This is my true story
Its no Jackanory
and Proxima Centauri
I was the front man
At Aldebaran
I took a opposing track
To fly my way back
I welcome to go
To purple white Pluto
Found Neptunes' moon Triton
Sought Saturns' moon Titan
Went to Jupiters' Io
and landed on a volcano
I desired to know
What its facade would show
You ought to agree to me
When I say what I did see
The places you could be
And the way that it should be
If we went out to space
The total human race
Right up from this place
And improved a satellite base.
Inspired by space branch of knowledge and engineering, Arthur C Clarke, and the music of Pink Floyd and David Bowie.
I normally add my PhD investigating but this circumstance brainwave I'd subject this nursery rhyme.
I am a Researcher in the concluding twelvemonth of my PhD. I specialise in applying Semantic Web techniques. My general investigation is on a technique of 'User Driven Modelling/Programming'.