Milky Way

High up in the Milky Way

The space cows gently moo,

Their farts make up the solar wind

(I bet you never knew).


They’re milked by Martian menials

Who give a kindly squeeze,

Then churn the milk the whole night through

To make the moon’s green cheese.



Just before they snooze each night

They stop and chew the cud,

And now and then fall down to earth

With one astounding thud.



People see the holes they’ve made

‘A meteor? But how?’

But we know that each shooting star

Is just a falling cow.

3 Comments to “Milky Way”

  1. Haha, brilliant!

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