Did You Go to the Moon
Did you go to moon?
Did you fly by a palm tree?
Swaying to music of the night,
Like a ballerina, liberated and free?
Did you land on a star?
Did you see the critters near and far?
Chirping like a rock and roll band,
With drums, a keyboard and a guitar?
Did you climb Mount Everest?
Did you camp at sixteen thousand feet?
Did you breathe no Oxygen?
As you nailed a flag without losing a beat?
Did you take a trip down a beehive?
Flying from hexagon to hexagon?
Passing thousands of worker bees buzzing,
Some staying a bit, and some are gone?
Did you score the winning goal?
Of a soccer game against Brazil?
Left and right between three defenders,
Tearing the net like a rocket made of steel.
Did you write a tale of little boy?
Who rubbed a little silver lamp?
Releasing a genie as mighty as the sword,
Flying out of the cave and into the damp swamp?
Did you paint the Mona Lisa?
Did you invent new colors?
Green merging into blue heaven,
Like the sky meeting emerald ocean covers.
Did you travel to Indonesia?
With a team of sherpas carrying your treasures,
Diamonds, Sapphires, and rubies,
Shiny like your eyes full of pleasures.
Take me with you next time my baby,
I will gladly serve on your crew.
For the rest of my life with gladness,
I will cherish my ride with you.