Ptolemy

Well do I know I am human, a creature of one day.
But when my mind follows the winding path of the stars, my feet no longer rest on earth.
But as I stand by Zeus himself I take my fill of ambrosia, the divine dish.

John Nemy

Today we still follow this winding path,
as we fight against mother nature's wrath.
To put one eye, up in the sky.

And with a name like Hubble,
it shouldn't have been much trouble.
But trouble there was, trouble indeed.
Was it made by Meade?

Today things are perfect as it searches deep space,
no longer do we wear pie on our face.
Like science fiction, like Jean Luc Picard,
ladies and gentleman a big Starfest welcome for Mr. Ray Villard.