On singing the praises...of Uranus....
Uranus, Uranus, Oh what you mean to me...
I gaze upon your beauty across the celestial sea...
Despite the scuttlebutt it's true,
Your globe is actually indigo blue;
Emitting gases, perhaps...
But still more pleasing than assless chaps.
Uranus, Uranus--oh what you mean to me...
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