21 May 2012
That moon shaped house was built one day. And in that abode the moon did stay.
But alas it didn't fit the bill. For it was built - I can hardly believe it still,
It was made, if you please From the smelliest kind of cheese.
A queue of people a mile long Were there to complain about the pong.
So down the smelly house was taken. Poor ole moon so forsaken.
And so to the strains of a sad flute, The moon returned to it's commute.
inspired by @waynedoz
The Moon's House • Opuss № I