...You Cannot Unsee Pulp Musicals

NARRATOR
The storm subsided
John Herschel climbed back on board
Sat on the deck
Out of breath and soaking wet
He looked to heaven
So many crazy things he’d seen
But the only thought
Running through his mind
Was the one he left behind
The stars appeared
As the clouds drifted apart
It hurt his heart

HERSCHEL
Polaris
The one thing
Is different for us all
So soon to fall
(sigh) Orion
Rigel, Betelgeuse, Bellatrix
Huh. That’s not right. (realizing) Eridanus…
Monoceros… what the–

MARGARET
John!