𝖲𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽⊹ ׅ ࣪

I sucked the moon⊹ ׅ ࣪

I spoke too soon⊹ ׅ ࣪

And how much did it cost⊹ ׅ ࣪

I was dropped from Moonbeams⊹ ׅ ࣪

And sailed on shooting stars⊹ ׅ ࣪

Maybe you'll be president⊹ ׅ ࣪

But know right from wrong⊹ ׅ ࣪

Or in the flood you'll build an ark⊹ ׅ ࣪

And sail us to the moon⊹ ׅ ࣪