Laughter in a Tin

The loudest cock-a-doodle-doo
Woke Freddy at the crack of noon.

“Oh no,” he cried, “I’m late for work!”
Ironed his toast and ate his shirt.

Caught the first thing going “Zooom!”
Next thing, he was on the moon.

“Forgot my bus fare,” Freddy said,
“Would you take moon pies instead?”

Driver winked, “no need to pay,
It’s freebie-jeebie Saturday!

Here’s a moon cow in a cup
For milk shakes after you wake up.”

Phewww! slurped Freddy, feeling daft.
Then he laughed and laughed and laughed—

Couldn’t keep his laughter in
So now he keeps it in a tin.