A Traveller's Guide to the Galaxy: A Poem About Space Travel

Bill Haley & His Comets was an American rock and roll band founded in 1952 that continued until Haley's death in 1981. The band was also known by the names Bill Haley and the Comets and Bill Haley's Comets and was the earliest group of white musicians to bring rock and roll to the attention of white America and the rest of the world. From 1954 to late 1956, the group had nine singles in the Top 20, one of those a number one and three more in the Top Ten.

Roaming through the Milky Way

In a spaceship built from scrap,

Negotiating asteroids

And nasty black hole traps.

Playing golf on Venus

Is a sport second to none.

Low gravity makes every ball

A potential hole in one.

At a rock concert on Saturn

Bill Haley performed live.

Here people who have passed on Earth,

Through timewarps, still survive.

The concert was electric,

'The Comets' really rock,

But I needed to leave early

To be on Mars by 10 o'clock.

I had to fix my rocket,

It needed crash repairs.

An unexpected meteor shower

Had caused it cracks and tears.

Then back to the mines on Mercury,

I have to earn my keep.

The work is hot and physical

But rocket fuel's not cheap.

I spent a year on Jupiter

Which every spaceman must.

It makes the Earth looks like a speck

Of meteoric dust.

It's a vibrant windswept planet

Adorned with coloured sands,

And a training ground for astronauts

From all galaxies and lands.

My girlfriend is from Neptune

And she lives with me on Mars.

She runs 'Constellations' salon

For celebrities and stars.

Freddy Mercury's a client

And Venus Williams too.

Bruno Mars is a regular,

And Keith Moon's paid his due.

I love the Earth where I was born,

The Third Rock from the Sun,

But travelling the Galaxy

Is where I get my fun.