While journeying through
The outer arm
Of a mysteriously squeaking
Spiral galaxy
I met a starfleet
Of Special Space Mice
I said \"Your ships look very nice\"
However, they looked stressed
They explained they were
On a quest
To find a new supply of cheese
\"Help us please!\" They squeaked
So I said
\"Why not head for Planet Earth?
You could do worse
Make your way to the Netherlands, Italy
And France
You`ll want to dance!
And many of their cats
Have been whacked
With so many shots, and chips
All kinds of ****
They`ve taken some hits
But anyways, don`t delay
The places I mentioned
Appear to be well on their way
Out\"