The Moon So High
The moon so bright,
the moon so high,
up, up in the sky,
to the moon I will fly,
if I don't make it,
I will just die.
They landed there in Sixty-nine,
for the glory,
it should have been mine,
I just didn't know
how to get there,
so I gues, I'll have to stay here.
But the moon is so
pretty to look at,
and I'm glad we were
the first to land there,
It probley was,
a good thing, I stayed here.
wrote 6-5-90
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2008
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