A Mars Rover's Lament
All day I faced the Martian waste without the taste of water;
cool water.
At JPL the jerks at work sip Evian: I die for water;
cool clear water.
The nights are cold and I've been told each star's
a pool of water; cool water.
But with the dawn I'll switch back on
and MastCamBate for water; cool water.
Load an infra-scan; exploration is the plan;
you're a robot not a man and the broken rocks can stand for water; cool clear water.
MRO, can't you see that big green tree
where water's runnin' free and it's waiting there for
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