Greetings, Earthlings! — James Carter

I, the moon,

would like it known  -- I

never follow people home. I

simply do not have the time. And

neither do I ever shine. For what you

often see at night is me reflecting solar

light. And I'm not cheese! No, none of

these: no mozzarellas, cheddars, bries, all

you'll find here  -- if you please  -- are my

dusty, empty seas. And cows do not

jump over me. Now that is simply

lunacy! You used to come and

visit me. Oh do return,

I'm lonely, see.