It's a rocket, my rocket actually.
Florida was still summer at the time.
The sea was bright blue, and the wave splashing was sparkling.
My home, gradually got smaller and smaller.
I got to see that last landscape up close from Earth.
The one that brought me to the sky, it was, originally a missile called, ICBM.
It was a intercontinental ballistic missile-type, but it was made into an interplanetary rocket.
Fufu, you can spare a little bit of time, right?
Thanks, things after this, just leave them to me.
Because I won't fail to deliver.