Moonspace

Here is a freestyle poem I recently penned. I was daydreaming about the moon. Hope you like it!

There was not enough room for him and I
So I shot him into outer space
In tin foil like the astronauts wear
I didn’t leave him without a mate
Sent the fur ball cat to battle Martians
Now he’s on our rooftop begging to touch down
I have no sympathy for baby brothers
But his lungs are loud and mama scowls
Get him down! Playtime’s over