• One day,
    I’m happy, I’m gay!
    I look at the sky,
    A cloud shaped like pie!
    Then I hear a cry of twinkly things, and all the luck it brings.
    Then I see a shooting star,
    Going towards me as fast as a car!
    I walk not too far,
    It is a star!
    Maybe it came from another country,
    Or across the galaxy,
    Or maybe it crossed the boundary,
    Of the stars I love and me.