Billy the Penguin Goes To the Moon

There was a penguin named Billy Who had dreams which all the others found silly. Poor Billy caused a lot of tension Because there were things he needed to mention No one listened to Billy. While all the raft were doing their craft Billy was coming up with his plan that they all called daft. Oh he loved star gazing at night Everyday he wished he could take flight. He was jealous of the petrels swirling and swooshing around Oh he tried, cried with frustration each time he hit the ground Wishing he could be them From this moment his idea did stem. The rest of the raft heard of Billy's words To be shunned because he was a different bird His decision caused vicious derision Not worried Billy still focused on his mission To go to the moon on a giant spoon! It had been a 4 year operation The task code named 'Apollo Salvation'. The emperor and king oh they did revolt And protested against a penguin who didn't conform to social norms. Billy lay back on the spoon Leaving behind great darkness and gloom. Launching in 10 seconds he tightly shut his eyes Going to the unknown, a penguin forever immortalised. WOOOOOOOSH! Now catapulted miles in the air Feeling weightless, now flying like a petrel without care. Billy was now brimming Flying seemed as easy as swimming! Away from the surly ponds of earth For this was Billy's rebirth. For there were no more tensions, no more decisions, no more seals and orcas Through his body there was now a wonderful aura. Billy was always a free spirit, he loved mooning about Now forever on the moon, day in day out just chilling out.