Am I right to suppose
I know no one who knows
if this Neil deGrasse Tyson guy
chose his own clothes...?
Need I further confess
that it's anyone's guess
if this boss Cosmosnaut bothers
aught as to dress...?
My poor brain's in a spin:
Tyson's trousseau's a sin!
Minus neckwear, who'd trek where
no man's ever been...?
Nor it sure wouldn't hurt
to Ann Druyan to blurt,
"Have you tried to provide Neil
Carl's turtleneck shirt...?"
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