Fedo Fedo, burning bright.
Your blood-stained claws reflect starlight.
You live for now, but vacuum soon,
Will consign even you to doom.
My hull is cracked, the starlight cold,
All cargo gone from in my hold.
Alone you'll wait, while here I float,
An empty corpse to share this boat.
Time's sand runs out, for you and I,
Farewell, dear Fedo, do not cry.
A clone awaits, I must away,
Another Fedo, another day.