The Inter-Galactic Ice Cream Man’s Guide To The Galaxy

In an inter-galactic ice cream van he arrived

and whizzed me away to countless nether-space lands -

through a universe of broken jigsaw pieces,

where rich diamanté flowers grew in shape-shifting sands.

He took me up the scarlet mountains

of the cotton candy clouds -

we both stood upon the smouldering brink of Hell

and gazed upon the damned souls and tortuous shrouds.

He shown me light

wherein it seemed only eternal darkness prevailed,

he cracked the Astro-Riddler's code, and what

the aliens contempt language entailed,

with blistering fury

he spat in the pitiless face of greed -

with an almighty FLASH! And a rip-roaring DASH!

He travelled back to when God first planted mankind's seed.

He witnessed the future of the human race

fall horrifically out of place as the cunning serpent tempted Eve;

once he even stood before his coming demise

just to witness what the dead perceive.

O' those star-studded journeys were amazing

infinite wonders and simple love he exhaled,

but the most important thing he ever shown me,

was to never give up no matter how often I failed.