A Honeyed Moon Vision

Is it to soon?
To wonder, how, or why?
A cow jumping over a moon

Perhaps it was wearing the socks
Of its great ancestors
The Wild Aurochs

Not surprised they're extinct now
Perhaps they too were moon jumpers
Like this athletic cow

I'm not here to wonder how, or why
About a cow jumping over the moon
Did it fly?

Or do a funny jig
Or grow wings
Like a flying pig

Could explain, if you please
The rumours that
The moon is cheese

And take away the N too
All you're left with
Is a moo

A laughing dog
And a fiddling cat
A leaping cow, that thinks it's a frog

Oh bovine jumpers, i do concede
The writer of such nonsense
Was surely drinking Mead!

by Jemia