As opposed...
to a chair with a strap-on...
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"It's very uncertain what happens to carbon down there."
To sail the diamond seas of Saturn
A boat of tungsten under me
To know that deep below the land
Metallic hydrogen forms a second sea
Or perhaps the crushing forces
Turn the diamonds into jam
superconducting nanotubes
arrange themselves the best they can
A billion years of buckyballs
that reproduce and stick and spread
Giant neurons, giant brains
A gas giant for a giant head
And one day as old HAL comes cruising
A million miles, drifting by
Following signals most perplexing
The Great Red Spot will open, like an Eye.