If I had a jet pack
I'd circle into space
With roller-blades on my feet
And pencils in my hands
But skating on the moon
Is better in the morning
And I feel better when
I am drawing
So I'll draw myself a picture
A rainbow tailed dinosaur
And I'll put him in a bowl
And fill the bowl with milk
Suddenly everything
Seems so much calmer
Cats wearing bow ties
Having tea with a llama
Seems great
And even though I'm running late
To such a rad party
I don't seem to mind that
It's already started
My attire isn't fitting
I think there was a theme
I must have misplaced the invitation
That explained everything
So I fire up the jet-pack
And head back home
But when I arrive to my dismay
All my friends have gone
Oh no, I think to myself
I'll draw up some more
But all my pencils are broken
And I left my paper on the moon
What a disaster