I once lived on the moon,
as a man made of cheese
holy and moldy,
I prayed to no man.
I’d surmise, then
repent with surprise
when I’d realize
that I, like all others,
am hollow and will die.
I once lived on the moon,
as a man made of cheese
holy and moldy,
I prayed to no man.
I’d surmise, then
repent with surprise
when I’d realize
that I, like all others,
am hollow and will die.