In space, Luna the husky took flight,
To the moon, she soared through the night.
She found it was cheese,
But oh, the tease!
Her helmet kept it from bite.

She pawed at the helmet in vain,
Her efforts to eat were inane.
The moon made of cheddar,
Nothing could be better,
But alas, it was a cheeseless campaign.

She howled at the earth far below,
Her disappointment in tow.
In space, she’s a star,
But the cheese is too far,
Oh, the irony of the cosmic show!

So Luna, the husky in space,
Found her favorite, yet unreachable place.
The moon made of cheese,
Was a cruel tease,
A dog’s dream lost in the interstellar chase.