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Lonely.
Nobody to talk to.
No friends at all.
It might be because
I'm just two feet tall.
I miss all the friends I had
Far back at home.
All that I want
Is a place of my own.
I have to meet my spaceship
By eight o' clock or nine
But I have the feeling
I'll run out of time.
I ran out the door
And greeted my ship.
They'd want to rest
They'd had a long trip.
Just one of my people came out
To greet me, too.
"We've missed you much," he said
I replied, "And I missed you."
The ship started trembling
And to lift into space.
So that's how Zok and I are caught
In this hell of a place.
I will hate being trapped on earth
Until all time ends
But at least I'm marooned here
With one of my friends.