by Dan Campion

“How Two Stranded Astronauts Are Camping Out in Space”
—Time

They’re “roughing it,” in Mark Twain style,
With grit, good humor, and a smile,
Where, were it you or I, we’d fold,
Complaining of the heat, the cold,
The lack of privacy, the grub,
The distance from the nearest pub—
Not Butch and Suni! Nope, they’re tough,
Two “campers” made of righteous stuff.