Swear It Was the Moon

The sun did shine, The day was fine. That day I was at ease... "Get on with it" the judge cut in and tailed with a "Jeeze". As night time fell, T'was like a spell. I swear it was not me; was something else besides myself, Please take account my plea. Excitement came across me An urge to simply stroll.... My yoga teacher claimed that's good- To soothe ones very soul. All clothed I was when left my home No harm I really meant, Honestly was wearing- Way more than just a tent. Went six streets into town Steady paced I was mere walking, A little did my pants slip down and strong feeling of a stalking. Swear it was watching me and Following in my journey, I can speak, let me speak Sit down my good attorney. My heart was pacing, All eyes on me The courtroom suddenly silenced, T'is my time to speak the truth Which isn't rocket science..... It followed me from my house Right to the grand saloon- For this I was ropeable, So yes... I mooned the moon. Have to stamp my innocence- As the judge adjusted his wig, When I saw all the people- I did hide behind a twig! Then I was arrested and This a silly trial I'm a victim of abuse- For facebook it went viral. Am innocent I tell you Am really not a loon, Most certainly the culprit is- That creepy scary moon! "Order in the courtroom You will be sent to a recluse, Sentencing your crime for- Underpants Abuse." Now I'm locked within this room, Where cell mates sing this tune... "It wasn't me, It wasn't me, I swear it was the moon".