Do the stars still shine

when you go to sleep or

do they shut off like the light

in the refrigerator door.

Then the man in the moon

will rub his nose

and put on his pajamas

from head to toes.

And pull up a blanket

right to his eyes

that’ll cast a shadow on your window

and all over the sky.

Or does that little light by the butter

burn all the time

you’ll have to ask an egg

or a lemon or a lime.