Vintage Venusians

Covered with acid rain, and torrential heat, and cloud to bake any one into
bread,
the Venusians frolic. They are high, you see, from all the acid rain.

And whatever they imagine, becomes real. Rivers and lakes and tributaries
and strange exotic forests filled with monstrous beasts...all at searing
oven temperatures, just like they like it.

They don't have the romance of the stars above like we do.
So they have to travel out of their clouds to where the stars are...
And discover the romance of other couples on other worlds..
And disclose this to their little fledgling baked children.
In their searing little world...not much smaller than our own.