I made an airplane
of a sheet of paper
And wrote down my address
and my name on its wing
I launched it to the street
Outside my window
Fly far away, my plane,
Your way will be the wind.

You'll fly across the sky
to stratosphere and higher
Hang on the orbit
See the voyagers from space
Bring them my message
They'll decipher it and find me
And take me out of this
Disgusting scary place.