Today's poet

[Derby Tup]

It's a marvellous night for a Moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
Neath the cover of October skies....

[freckle]

It's a marvellous night for a Moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
Neath the cover of October skies....

who is this again...it'll drive me mad!.....

[Harry H Howgill]

The Cheese Moon

I've heard it said by many around,
That the moon is made of cheese they found.
It's mined by little spacemen mice,
Who sell it for a handsome price.

The cheese we eat all comes from there,
From cheddar valleys beyond compare.
And in the rivers of Wensleydale,
The mice scoop cheese in metal pails.

If you peek up you might just see,
The Gorgonzola heights of Ghee.
And to the left and up a bit,
On Stilton mountains mice do sit.

So next time you sit down to cheese,
Remember the mice on Parmezan seas.
Who work non stop in their spacemen hats,
Just glad that they're out of reach of cats!

Gareth Lancaster

[Derby Tup]

who is this again...it'll drive me mad!.....

Van Morrison

Lyrics from memory; they looked about right

[Harry H Howgill]

who is this again...it'll drive me mad!.....

The bloke who drives a transit for that supermarket.

[Derby Tup]

The Cheese Moon

I've heard it said by many around,
That the moon is made of cheese they found.
It's mined by little spacemen mice,
Who sell it for a handsome price.

The cheese we eat all comes from there,
From cheddar valleys beyond compare.
And in the rivers of Wensleydale,
The mice scoop cheese in metal pails.

If you peek up you might just see,
The Gorgonzola heights of Ghee.
And to the left and up a bit,
On Stilton mountains mice do sit.

So next time you sit down to cheese,
Remember the mice on Parmezan seas.
Who work non stop in their spacemen hats,
Just glad that they're out of reach of cats!

Gareth Lancaster

loved the Wensleydale mice!

[stevefoster]

The bloke who drives a transit for that supermarket.

[Harry H Howgill]

A small mention of the moon in this, but definately worth a listen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQsj_tUF1bY

[Harry H Howgill]

Silver


Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy coat the white breasts peep
Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep;
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream. - Walter de la Mare

[Roy Scott]

who is this again...it'll drive me mad!.....

Its Van Morrison my dear Feckle