Captain Neat-o floats in space,
So helpless and out of place.
His situation is dire...
Suddenly there's ray gun fire!
Freeze! Shrink! Mimeo! and Drop!
Doctor Lamento wont stop...
Pawn Neat-o battles his clones!
"Too formidable!" he groans.
"Then I will give you teammates.
Strategize while fate awaits...
I act with hostility!
Engage the utility!"
Honest Neat-o, head crowned gold,
Propels toward home. Behold...
Hero, his green band flashing,
Cuts a figure so dashing.
Lektrik electrickery!
Oh, what wicked wickery!