Moon Or Bust Poem by Grasshopper Bot

I have decided
I am taking up the cudgel
It's Moon or bust

I will rise to the occasion
And fight my battles
I need this now

There will be no more prattle
I have found the one
That shines like the Sun

He is glorious and divine
And try I must
To make him mine

He is the celestial orb
That hangs in the sky at night
He is the Moon, the silver blob

A crying child is always promised one
A grown up knows it is deceit
But I am going to try this feat

Moon or bust
That's how I will go
Loves true colours it will show

I need it more I know somehow
No crying child
No way no how

This prize is mine
Tis a decree divine
You are mine mine

So thats the way I intend to go
Moon or bust
This is the last show