Hammock hanging on stars

How much 
Would I pay
to go there to the moon
If I could Spend a day
Or possibly a cold night

Naah
I wouldn’t go
On that desolate rock
I like it better here
shining
with white cold light

there I would fret
wrapped in a suit
all grumpy
hopping around
in gravity one sixth
with schedule all tight

there
maybe I would
sit and watch
my earth rise
on a breeze less night

or maybe
take a walk around
through the craters
and saunter
to the dark side

but on second thought
I am ok
on my hammock here
hanging lightly
on two stars
and up there
shines the moon
oh, what a beautiful sight

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