If Moon Was Cookie

If moon was cookie, me think me would eat

Happiest monster you'd ever see

Me put on a space suit then up through the night

Me ride in a rocket and go take a bite

Me take bite from here, me take bite from there

And pretty soon, me bite everywhere

Me eat with both hands, don't need fork or spoon

Me chew it all up, until there's no moon

If moon was Cookie, it wouldn't be fine

Because if me ate it, then it wouldn't shine

Me come to the window and look up at night

But no little moonbeams would give me the light

So me not like to say it, but it clear to me

It lucky that moon is not a cookie