The red-headed cow, the banana and me,
Sailed away through the moonlit leaves.
We pranced and jumped and hid we three,
From the world of the tungsten sleaze.
It was warm that night when we all took flight,
And the corn glittered gold and free.
We were out of sight, where the cats couldn’t bite,
the cow, the banana and me.
The cow shouted “Moo! There’s a bog-boom bug!
Right there, as small as a flea!”
It smiled as it gave us the tiniest mug
Of snail and wonderland tea.
The cow took a breath and looked straight in our eyes,
“If we stay here forever, we’re free.”
We nodded blankly and stared at the cold moon rise,
The cow the banana and me.