Moe's Dream
Once upon a time,
A thousand years ago,
There lived a friendly crab
By the name of Moe
You, see Moe wished to be
A bird so he could fly up high
He flapped his arms all day
But please don’t ask me why
Everyone told him it would never happen
But Moe had hope
He practiced everyday
And when he couldn’t, he would never mope
Moe grew very old
And suddenly he died
Many creatures were at his funeral
Everyone there cried
But little did they know,
Moe’s dream was coming true
He was up in heaven
And there, in heaven, he flew
Copyright © Peyton Burnette | Year Posted 2011
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