The Moon's Not Made of Cheese

[Stephen Whiteside]

The Moon's Not Made of Cheese

The moon's not made of cheese. It's made of yoghurt,
With tiny seeds of passionfruit inside.
You can get your probiotics
Flanked by all the best robotics
As your space-ship takes you for a cheery ride.

The moon's not made of cheese. It's made of yoghurt
And so, of course, it's better for your heart.
It might be brie or cheddar
But in fact it's so much beddar,
And it doesn't even make you burp or fart.

The moon's not made of cheese. It's made of yoghurt,
So when you go, please, don't forget your spoon.
It is really quite delicious,
And there are no dirty dishes,
So I'm worried it will all be eaten soon.

The moon's not made of cheese. It's made of yoghurt.
I rather wish that it was made of rock.
When we look for a replacement
Following the moon's debasement
We might get this simple message: "Out of Stock".

The moon's not made of cheese. It's made of yoghurt,
And, on reflection, I've just this remark.
It's lucky it's not choc-
Olate. It WOULD be out of stock...
And I would eat the side that's always dark!


© Stephen Whiteside 19.05.2013

[Maureen K Clifford]

You smoking whacky baccy again Stephen? What on earth - doesn't matter - I'm over the moon with your poem. Good fun, should do wonders for Yoghurt sales

[Stephen Whiteside]

Thanks, Maureen. This is the Space Poets' web-site, isn't it?

[David Campbell]

If it was made of chocolate
I'd rocket to that rock a lot
to nibble on that block a lot...
and suffer from choc-shock a lot!

David

[Neville Briggs]

Hmmm what is the etymology of " lunatic "

[Heather]

"Out of stock"? Are Coles or Woollies stocking the moon. Gotta getta a bedda mooon..

First giggle for the day. Thanks Stephen.

Heather

[warooa]

Yes Dr Whiteside is wearing his Gladwrap undies again

[Stephen Whiteside]

Gladwrap undies?

[warooa]

Yes, we can clearly see ya nuts

Love the poem too

[Stephen Whiteside]

Right. Thank you.