Kind of metaphorically
Their morals are suspect
But what do you expect
A cybernetic racoon
A bunch of bafoons?
This one uses music effortlessly
And misdirection exceptionally
I can't count the number of times I felt pain
Or crying, I wish I could explain
I love this band of misfits
And colorful outfits
The magical backdrops
The occasional sobs
I feel for these aliens I hardly know
Look at my face and it'll show
They guard the Galaxy
Once my eyes clear up, I'll see
No matter how absurd
Each character will be heard
Well created dialouge
And music devices: analog
See this movie
Because they guard our Galaxy
I'm not crying, the CGI racoon is
Five out of five
I'll see you soon
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