This Fighting Rockstar Poem by Will Lusced

The Sun reflects His power in the knight.
Because the time for satellite is in the night
To saddle light on something black and white
To mount the beast that gives him height

Something black and white that gets him around
Quenches the thirst AND makes a funny sound
The Moo N the clouds up there in the sky so high
He rides a cow just to show you how, so that's why

This moon we say is made out of cheese
Is so phonetically and visibly easy to see
That da eerie products is what the moon's about
That's why when it's full the freaks come out

For us to be one with the language we got
Just break down words like food for thought
During the day He shines bright and far
As at any given time, the Sun's this rock 's star