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The Man On The Moon

There once was a man who lived on the moon
all he felt was gloom.
All he could feel was blue.

Now let's have an analytical review
of why the man on the moon was so 
blue.

He had a great pacific view,
but no dream to pursue
and was a guru. 

For one all he had for company was a pink cockatoo 
named Bartholomew
who knew how to sing too.

A giant kangaroo who went by Pooh
and did Kung-Fu.

Now from this point of view
he shouldn't be so blue.
with such company to regard to.

Except for the giant kangaroo 
has the stomach flu.
 All the cockatoo could do 
was cut into his body tissue.

As to why the man on the moon was so blue
he was stuck in a room.

With no toilet tissue!

Copyright © Ezra cook | Year Posted 2016

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