In the carpark of history, stands a slowly rusting mechanical body. It gently moans, parked for an aeon of aeons in the corner of the thirty-fifth floor. The figure leaning against the faulty diodes which line its left hand side in an almost masochistic attempt to prove a point. Courtesy of the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation, Genuine People Personalities department prototype lab, the metal monstrosity sulks. Marvin the Paranoid Android awaits, bucket in hand for the day someone with enough arrogance may assume he is the resident valet. Just as he had done for the last trillion days, he began recounting a tale to a nearby brick.
At this point
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There once lived a simple man,
His name was Arthur Dent lets say,
And now imagine if you can,
He lay outside his house one day,
So the greedy bastards from town hall,
Wouldnt blow his home away.
And lying there, how could he know,
The entire earth would soon explode.
His Home,
His Family,
His Tea,
Left so far below.
His friend Ford took him away,
Beamed him right up,
(Arthur needed to pee)
Dont forget your towel,
He said,
Its the only thing youll need.
So they ended up on a Vogon Spaceship,
And Ford he said,
Well lets just face it,
We better hitch a ride real soon,
And eat those peanuts dont just
*shower starts*
I drank tea in the sun,
I drank tea in the snow,
I drank tea all year round,
In a place called HOME,
That was oh-so long ago,
And now there is just ONE thing left to saaaay,
CANT LIVE WITHOUT TEA
OH CANT YOU SEE
TEA AND ME
WAS MEANT TO BE
I tried to make tea on this spaceship,
But all that I could see
Was something almost,
But not entirely,
Completely unlike tea,
So I gave it a try and spat it back out,
It said Share and Enjoy
I said Shut Your Big Fat Mouth
CANT LIVE WITHOUT TEA
OH AND YOU SEE
TEA AND ME
WAS MEANT TO BE
And now I have a bone in my beard,
And my lack of insanity is about to disappear,
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