Once upon a time there was a man with no arms Who was being chased…
Supermoon
One day the earth sat in blissful repose
Gazing at the sun
If only the sun and I could be closer
Then more perfect would be the eternal day
She said to the moon
The moon stopped from pulling the tides
Thought for a moment then spoke
Not too hot not too cold
Not too young nor too old
Not too near like venus
Not too far like mars
Not in the immediate vicinity of supernovas
Or in close proximity to binary stars
No need for change when things are just right
Precisely as they are
The earth felt gladdened and was no longer saddened
And the moon returned to making waves
As though nothing had happened
Good morning starshine
The earth she says hello