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Spacing Out

Evil scientists, lacking pity,

Have trashed their rivals' lab;

And the bloodshed is not pretty.

In the lab, before the break-in,

History was in the makin'.

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A band of good guys, clever folk,

Had perfected miniaturization.

And their subject, Dennis Quaid,

Lt. Tuck Pendleton, he played,

Rode his snazzy high-tech sub,

into a centrifuge they'd made.

Power on! The craft it spun,

Bright lights blinded everyone,

And when all the fuss subsided,

Tuck was smaller than Tom Thumb.

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