We've travelled across
The galaxy twice
Our ship's probability
Is lower than dice

A pretty young girl
With a steel trap mind
An earthman confused
With no tea he can find

Betelgeusian cousins
One reporter in field
The other a president
Intentions all sealed

We've discovered Deep Thought
And the ultimate question
Drank Blasters til dawn
And more we can't mention

Created petunias
And a whale in air
Talked to our ancestors
Who really don't care

Our adventures have been
Like George Lucas took coke
Any semblance of sanity
Long gone up in smoke

And poor Arthur Dent
Forever asking
Where's the tea? I don't get it!
What will next Thursday bring?

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This is the first in a series of installments of fanpoetry for my favorite series
ever. And, because I'm a big believer in bribery, reviews will make me more
inclined to write more of them. Not that I'm begging. ^-^

If anyone has any suggestions for topics, titles, or styles that you
would like to see, send it to meadpw@hotmail.com and I'll try my best to write it
for you(you'll be credited for it, of course!). I'm always up for a challenge.