Right off the bat, as if written in stone
Vincent and Augie were friends to the bone
They talked about space and the moon and the sun
And the comets and planets and far away fun
Then Vincent sat silent and sad so it seemed
He thought none of this was real; it was only a dream
“I’m stuck down here with this lousy seaweed
With the lobsters and crabs and not a single green tree”
So Augie said, “Vincent! Let’s get out of this place!
You can come along with me, we’ll hang out in space!”