Laika

<br>When I was 3, my mother said to me<br>Eat up your greens and say your grave<br>While on TV they put a dog in space<br>And left here there... you should`ve seen her face<br>When I was 5, the dream was still alive<br>And Walter Cronkite said: "One day we`ll earn our daily bread<br>Conducting things in outer space"<br>But still on earth I thrive... and you pretend I`m not alive<br> And walk by with my substitute<br> While I fasten the oxygen valve on my space suit<br>When I was 8, we shared a cloakrack - it was great<br>And I pretended I had so much on my plate<br>I had a speech to write, about moonshot trajectory<br>And during phonics class, perfected my delivery<br> Now the band`s playing "Hail to the Chief"<br> While my capsule`s out floating by some tropical reef<br>all the experts can agree on, regarding your motives<br>in the cape canaveral crash... is that they know nothing<br> it puzzles me so...<br>Now I`m full grown, and I`ve a spacecraft of my own<br>But there you sit, still upon your Earthly throne<br>Hey darling, throw this `space-pup` a bone<br>Don`t touch that dial, don`t hang up that phone