STARMAN ENVY
(for Elon Musk)
When Starman blasted into space
he didn’t turn a hair.
He didn’t bother with goodbyes.
His tummy had no butterflies.
He had no sparkle in his eyes.
He didn’t seem to care.
This guy really blows my mind;
he’s totally bizarre.
He’s driving through the galaxy
as if that’s where he ought to be;
as if it’s really ordinary
to be there in a car.
That car alone would be enough
to make me start to drool.
Yet here he is among the stars,
maybe even seeing Mars!
His lack of interest really jars;
the man must be a fool.
How I wish they’d chosen me.
Why spend all that money
to realise an awesome dream
with such a failing in the scheme.
I think it’s crazy in the extreme
to waste it on a dummy.
© Kate O’Neil
Australian Children’s Poetry Website 
Well written Kate!
Next thing he’ll join with Branson and another … we’ll have Elon’s Muskateers burning the outer stratosphere 😅
Thank you, Andrew. Watch this ‘space’.
Great fun, Kate. A really enjoyable read. Makes me want to hear all current affair commentaries in verse. Thanks very much.
Thank you. Every so often there’s some public event that seems to beg for verse. Some are too sad for words.