No, I am not the man in the moon.
The Man in the Moon has a hard surface
And the inside tends to turn
Into the consistenty of a 3 Musketeers Bar
As you go deeper into the corp.
One for All
And All for One
The moon we see above
Love it or leave it
Is not a choice
For many loveless Knights
First you have to Lasso it
And bring it down to her
Like a cowboy
In a wonderful life
So she can Love you
Dear to her heart
I'm trying to make it clear.
A little ditty that started small
Is ditto in her ear.