where up is no different than down, and radiation is highly abound, there are but a few who have had this honor, and sadly a few have not made it home. this trip is one way, as there is no quick way, to help them in a disaster. where rotation is a need, and lack of altitude can spell doom, heat shields better be in order. these lucky few, have waited for the candle to be lit, while most would much rather not sit.

The dirtiest canals are the roads for my striped paddler.

I show you where you are and where you want to go. Let's explore, let things unfold. I can help you find dinner or even a cup of Joe. Just pick a point and your destination is told.

All dressed up in uniform, In uniformity we stand: Black against the snow-white storm, Monarchs of this barren land

I hold your wealth in silent rows, Where numbers sit and interest grows. I mark the edges rivers keep, A steady wall where waters sleep. I tilt a plane so turns feel tight, And something sure when odds aren’t right. One word for trust, for curve, for cash, Name me quick and make your stash.