Caveat: Poem #2178 “No so smart”

I dreamed that I was Elon Musk,
in jail for doing fraud;
a silly judge passed sentence then:
"He'll go to space, abroad!"
They put me on my rocket ship
along with certain staff;
I'd brought my markers and a mug,
I knew I'd have last laugh.
We set course for my favorite spot,
that planet over there;
"To Mars!" I said, "we'll start anew!"
But I'd forgot: no air.

– three stanzas in ballad meter.

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