The moon ain’t no pizza pie
fat on green smoothies
shining in his perigee chair
knows I had too much beer
at the pig roast last night,
and why is it we eat so much meat
and white flour bread?
The moon lives on regurgitated sunlight
which is really what a vegetable is too,
combine sunlight and water and
voila, an asparagus shoot,
to shoot the moon
with your partner in romance
and a bit of balsamic vinegar.
Note, and this is important,
your romantic partner is never your dog.
So, gaze at that glowing hunk of organic dirt
ellipting around our celestial heads
and bring on the champagne and strawberries Darhhhling
cause Super moon means super fruit, super veggie,
with grapes so ripe they are ready to fall off the vine.