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Text: An Ode to Snoopy

from Peter Ravenscroft, 04.02.10

I listen to the satellites
and say where they may go
but they don't think too much of me
and think me rather slow.

We've sailed together on martian seas,
and where the sky is a carbon frieze
and now, we look down, for a cross of hope
as drama swirls, round lankan teas.

Now we sing, to call up cargo planes,
up out of Caribbean seas
and we sing to bring up choppers,
on the all-too-quiet breeze.

This is one planet and we are one people.

For Charu, from Gunga Din.

To be continued .....

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Hyperspace, and the voyage of the Bekoi One.

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