The Fight!!
The Fight!!
As a 6-year-old
When I was curious and bold
I asked my mom
About the lunar eclipse norm
She told sister the sun and moon are
Like me, my sisters, they constantly bicker and lure
The Mother Earth tried to calm them
But a feud so old would take no hem!
The sun would boast, he’s more important
The moon reverted back, ahead the fight went
The moon got fed up and left them alone
But twice a year when the feud is long and torn
The Earth comes in the middle
And gives them a gigantic shout and fondle
Once she is gone, the fighting starts again!
But what to do? It’s an old feud den!!