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What About Pluto?

Has anyone seen Pluto, a little friend of mine?
Or have we lost the smallest member of the cosmic line?
I've searched the charts for Pluto but his name I could not find.
When I asked the science teachers, they paid him little mind.
Oh Pluto in the vast of sky there is no room for you.
Your cold heart's gettin' colder, and you feel a little blue.
They bumped you off the ballot of the planetary race.
Now you're just another rollin' stone out in outer space.
To the Sun immense in size, when compaired you're just a dime.
But the children all still said your name at least once out of nine.
You had a special place in this endless universe.
Now your pride is riding away in an intergalactic hearse.
I begged to keep things as they were but science didn't let it slide
Now they've scorned the very work of a stargazer named Clyde.
I guess every star isn't famous for very long
But without you, little Pluto, I'm singin' a sad song.
You were someone to admire, out there in the black.
That the smallest can still triumph, despite critic's attack.
I feel for you ol' Pluto whenever I try but fall.
Sometimes there's a has-been planet, deep within us all.

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