
Black powder propellant, contacts clear
Eyes look toward the sun, hold back a tear
There's a war on science
It makes most of us tense
Let my kids launch their rockets and cheer
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June 26th, 2007 at 9:31 pm
ooo… so this is what you meant by rockets…