To Pluto, new utopia
The news has spread, the dwarves approach
No goblins, elves or trolls allowed
Theyfve struck it rich, therefs gold to poach
On frozen lakes of nitrogen,
a billion strong, their ships alight
In haste to start the mining bots
with whirring teeth and cogs that bite
Preposterous cacophony
As keen-edged drills gyrate and bore
300 kilometers down
Till finally they hit the core
Therefs gold and silver, rubies too
Here come the dwarves, their eyes aglow
With streaming beards they slide on down
Their picks and chisels safe in tow
They hack and chip for all theyfre worth
A lunatic fraternity
They canft get out, but they donft care
Dwarf Planet for eternity