Scrapyard on the Moon

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SCRAPYARD ON THE MOON

 

Houston, we have a scrapyard on the moon.

After 55 years we have a rocket with a broken leg listing on its side.

Unbeknown to NASA the spirit of Steptoe and Son had hitched a ride.

There’s now a functioning rag and bone operation where everything is broken down.

Wilfred Bramble and Harry H. Corbett will make you frown.

They are pioneers of the horse and cart.

The rubbish from earth will make a lunar start.

We’ve got to put it somewhere.

We’re producing loads of it.

Behind the nag with a shovel and space suit waiting for it to shit 🐴💩

Good for the gravity defying roses but remember to hold your noses.🌹👃

There will be space cats wearing flat caps 😺

Owls strapped in with bats.🦉🦇

Arriving from a dirty and over populated earth

The answer is to ship it to the moon, what mirth! Ooh no, titter ye not.

This is NASA’s ARK even though the lasers are not working.

A full moon will now mean that rubbish is there

Old tyres, rusting hulks and picnic chairs.

It’s where the man on the moon will sit with traffic cone and placard

SORRY WE’RE FULL OF THE EARTH’S SHITE   

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