The Lion and Crocodile Fly to the Moon (poem 55)
Said the lion to the loon,
“The croc and I are off to the moon,
but we’ll be back at noon.
So we can lunch with the raccoon,
who serves soup of prunes
with the tiniest of spoons.”
Said the loon to the croc,
“Please bring back a moon rock,
which I would place between my alarm clock
and the photo of the streets of Bangkok.
It’s a better investment than any penny stock,
or banking on the futures of cinder block.”
Said the croc to the lion,
“Moon rocks, we’ll be supplyin’.
No friend will we be denyin’.
Now, let’s say our good-byin’.
To the moon, let’s start flyin’.
And we’ll return to eat prune soup and pumpkin pyin’.”