spacy noodle
float in orbit
where will it land
what will it see
does noodle have a destination
of what it will be
oh spacy noodle
floating afar

without a trace
floating at pace
now wedged in a spaceport's window
adoring the depth of space

oh moist noodle
visiting ship's window bays
soon resting upon a derelict satellite
glowing golden, bathing in sun rays

flopping around for a century
suddenly losing gravity
crashing into a church window
pinging off into a tree
a destroyed planet
where only cannibals roam
the tribes all saw
a golden thread come home
the way noodle flopped and wobbled, as it tumbled down
cannibal tribes pillaged and fought without a frown
a sign of the times
hey this rhymes
worshipped as a succulent god
slowly brought peace to a planet
whilst in moist noodle's prime

it bring tear to me eye
infinite inertia
of a noodle
maybe it has collected a single long hair
it flap with it

i remember seeing you
birthed in a noodle field
i grabbed my axe and my shield
floating up like a baby covered in slime
chinese noodle farmers know of this time
noodle float so far and high
nearly missed with a blink of an eye
but as noodle aligned with the sun in the sky
the earth glowed yellow like a curry pie