You have hairy ears, so you may want talassiana.
You have a red between the eyes, so you may want bejoriana. You
the voracity worthy of a Klingon.
You have the deep sleep of a borg.
You have the power to overrule the will of everyone around you, making your playmate, as Q.
Cry only if there is something wrong, logically, so you may be Vulcan. You
curiosity in the eye, like any self-respecting space exploration, whatever their race is.
Fixed gaze on the infinite, frowning as if you were thinking about some kind of mystery of the universe, and then suddenly smile, as if I had found the solution.
Today MiniSuper has exactly three months and three days and mom and dad are a little 'taken back, but they are getting lost in love (and you know ... oh, if you know).
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