Can you witness the flowing pattern
That’s laid upon the surface of Saturn
Rings of ice
A heart of fire
It rules in the sky
And can grant desires

What do I wish for
I live in the 21st century
Got everything I could already ever wish for
Oh wait, I’m denied entry
High inflation rates
The deterioration of culture
Bills forever rising
My wages never moving
Feast your tired eyes upon the modern day baby

Guess there’s one thing I’d like though
And that’s to have a lady
Someone to share lifes pain
And to drive me insane maybe
But seems Saturn denies
Rejects my request
Even though I thought Saturn
At this sorta thing was the best
Yet it can’t even manifest breast
Haha I jest
Perhaps I’ll wish for chicken instead
Cook up a roast
Make a toast
As I’ll need all the energy I can get
If I’m to take down a god
I bet

My anger builds up
I point my laser cannon
Set it up
In the direction of Saturn
As the sun aligns
At the strike of noon
Even though its day
You can also see the moon
Perfect alignment
To harness full power
I shoot my shot
But Saturn doesn’t flinch
My projectile obliterated
Like a spec of dust
Minimal damage
My cannon full of rust
I lust for more power
Though instead I just cower
And Saturn is left with a taste
In its mouth that is sour