Planet Pandora
By: Renate Rose
2-23-10
Once there was a planet
Called Planet Pandora.
Planet was like the era of Adam and Eve,
The beginning of the Earth's existence.
Planet is filled with living creatures,
Creatures that we've never dreamed of.
They have people, who are like us,
And they're called The People.
The People is like America's old Native Americans—
Bonded to animals;
Believed in animals, and living things;
They are freed from the problems;
They are like Indians in many, many ways.
Once there was a planet called
Planet Pandora.
There are people that live there—
Like I've told you, they are called The People.
But The People is bonded to
Living creatures,
Living things,
And anything that can bond 'em together.
They are like the Native Americans—
But only better.
They are a large herd of mustangs;
Who take care of each other.
Like I've told ya,
They are a large herd of mustangs because
They take care of each other,
They care about each other,
And there are other tribes.
They take care of Planet Pandora
Better than we care the Earth.
Planet Pandora feels sorry for the Earth.
Planet Pandora is a jungle that is filled with living creatures.
But not only a jungle;
A wonderful home for The People,
But, think twice,
Planet Pandora isn't for us.
Like I've told ya,
Planet Pandora isn't for us,
Planet Pandora is for The People.
Let me ask you:
Are there a Planet Pandora for horrible,
Litterer, pollution, planet destroyer,
Or people like us?
No, no.
If we live there, there shall be no
Planet Pandora.
Planet Pandora is like a living thing,
And once we destroy her
Then she'll never be recreated again.
Let me ask you—
Where is Planet Pandora?
We cannot see her;
She can see us.
Planet Pandora is the largest star in the sky.
Oh, oh!
Thank God that we cannot find her
Or we'll destroy her in no time.
She is better off without horrible people like us living in there,
Or destroying her.