The boy who accidentally flew to the stars

guy called Steven 
              built a rocketship.
He did.
He dreamed of the stars
And faraway galaxies,
Poor Steve.
He was good at rocket engineering,
Maybe too good
For a ten year old.

He flew to the stars,
His mom was surprised.

And nobody knows
          if he's gonna return.
For nearly a year
We've all been waiting for
Him.

It's his eleventh birthday today,
Not sure if he knows,
He's not in our time zone.
He dreamed of the stars
And faraway galaxies.
His dog howls at night,
She's very sad
That her friend is gone.

He flew to the stars,
His mom was surprised.

And nobody knows 
          if he's gonna return,
But Steve, you should know,
We'll all be there for you!

(crickets chirping)
S t e v e n ' s  m o m: I just made his favorite pancakes. I wanted him to buy some milk at the supermarket.

O l d  m a n: Don't you worry! He sure [bad word] back. By the way, when he does, there will be supermarkets everywhere. We'll have nothing but supermarkets. Shops, groceries, supermarkets, minimarts... [bad word] minimarts everywhere!