The Rabbit in the Moon
Mark Bostick The moon is old, or so I have been told And entirely made of green cheese. But the circles and bumps are not rat holes; Instead are called mountains and seas. I am told there is no water there too, So how can these oceans be? And if it is green, why do they say blue, When it definitely looks gold to me? And then they say there is a little man Whose face adorns the surface. But instead I see on the other hand A rabbit with a basket of carrots. Hoopity skipping with big, long ears Carefully carrying his treasure. Hopping along, having no fears Doing a Snoopy dance in measure. Then they say it is waxing or waning Or crescent or full or new. But I still see a bunny rabbit playing. I guess it's one's point of view. Rosemary Tipton Hackney 2001 ______________________________________________ Meteorite-list mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/meteorite-list
