He spat in a bucket
And put it in his pocket
Where he found a ticket
For a game of cricket
But it was out of date
'Oh it's just my fate
I'll tell all my mates
And they'll open the gates'
He knew he wasn't a fool
With his bucket full
He rode on a mechanical bull
And howled to the moon
Then built himself a cocoon
To hide and eat a macaroon
Someone found him soon
And BOOOOOM
shipped him back to the moon.