Tell the Earth to Go Away

I sat upon a lonely moon
Stirring tea with holey spoon

It is so very cold out there
And when the kettle boils
He thank you very much
Then freezes and recoils

Hanging clothes on stars
Goodnight old red faced Mars

Rest your head on a rock
Big crater for your worries
Set the alarm on the clock
In a vacuum time scurries

Tomorrow just another day
I will tell the Earth to go away

Two big ears he does lack
He always keeps coming back




Poetry by Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-03-16 at 13:10

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Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
Jolly good. Lively phrasing, many reasons to smile!
2018-03-17