If you could choose a rubber Moon
Imagine games that you could play
A jump from orbit, whizzing down
to bounce right back up all the way

Or would you have a Moon of gold?
A trove of great depravity
Let’s watch its sunny midnight glow
and prize its Earth-like gravity

And what about a diamond Moon?
A present for a blushing bride?
But don’t walk round to where the sun
is focused on the other side

And if your tastes tend to the sweet
A sugar Moon is what you need
Ten billion people licking fast
would not be difficult to feed

A Moon of feathers would be grand
A fluffy source of human pride
You’d plummet in from outer space
And come out on the other side


© Oliver Wright

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