Cherry Moon

Breakfast is on the spoon

Mountains up on the moon

The witch he kindly flew over the cherry moon

The coat ripped, the feathers flew

Now birds are on the wing too soon

It's only June over the cherry moon

In print and gone too soon

Oh, me

Oh, you

I'll save a piece for you

Of the cherry moon

We're here and gone to loon

Please do remember to live a little

Don't lie a lot

Oh no, that cherry rot