Is this the launch that faced a thousand slips
And burned the bottomless budget of billi-ons?
Dear Elon, make me a Martian with your ship.
Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium—
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
give me a clue so sweet and true
the Daily Whale
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