Butterfly

I'm on this rock, Its a small rock, in the middle of the stars alike.

I like chocolate milk, throw a straw to it, milky way high,

Did I mention I like supper man? we are alike, we can fly.

This little rock in a dark sky as the milky sky passes me by,

that ball of light hung up like a picture show. 

Its ok, I can fly on this little rock, 

I call it home. I'm just a butterfly in the night.