I lie under the dazzling light of the stunning moon while the stars shine brightly. Every few minutes as I gaze into the sky, I see a shooting star moving rapidly from side to side.

I hear a deep lonely voice echoing, “pass it back”. 

Suddenly the beautiful moon comes leaping down from the sky to me. 

I swiftly jump up and toss it back in to the sky. We carry on tossing the moon back and forth until I get a most unexpected phone call from the Brazilian president.

 “Stop messing around, we are trying to sleep!” he bellowed.