
I was the first one to land on the moon,
I landed there during the afternoon.
On the moon, I floated around,
And, of course, I never frowned.
Before I left with my crew, I brought the United States flag,
After I planted it into the moon, I tried really hard not to brag.
I bought the flag in a bag,
And the flag came with a tag.
When I came back to earth, people cheered,
And nobody ever sneered or jeered.
Proud was my mom and dad,
For after that they never felt sad.
3/14/2010
This must be an exciting adventure. Good poem! Your mom and dad must be proud of you.
ReplyDeleteAunt Red
I want to go to moon too! That sounds like fun.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great idea for a poem, Angie! What did you see on the moon? What did it feel like to float?
ReplyDeleteWhat a great Poem.Your Blog interests me alot!
ReplyDelete~Sarah~
thanks dragon g!!!!!!!!!!
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