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I’m a spinning, winning, tripping, zipping, super-sonic ice queen:
See my moon zoom, clock my rocket, watch me splutter tricksy space-steam.
Now we're up on the edge
and over, on the mountain
with mountains beyond. Behind us,
in the dark
of the valley, villages are embers
There is a place (believe me,
she said) where if, if
you go beyond
the street lights, to the lane's end,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Scientists tell us what you are.
Oxygen and nitrogen...
The moon was married last nightand nobody saw,dressed up in her ghostly dressfor the summer ball.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,