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Starfleet to scoutship, please give your position, Over.
I'm in orbit around the third planet from the star called the sun. Over. You mean its the earth? Over. Positive. It is known to have some form of intelligent species. Over. I think we should take a look. Strange beautiful grass of green, With your majestic silver seas Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer May I land my kinky machine Strange beautiful grass of green, With your majestic silver seas Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer May I land my kinky machine Although your world wonders me, With your majestic and superior cackling hen Your people I do not understand, So to you I shall put an end And you'll Never hear Surf music again Secret Oh, secret Oh Shhhh...
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