Of actions heroic I sing,
Of names that forever will ring,
In memory of man,
Till the end of life's span...
Yes, Armstrong and Aldrin and.... Thing.

Now Nellie and Buzz and the other'un,
Soared up into space to heights wutherin';
So why'd they take Nellie?
It said on the telly
That Buzz and his friend needed motherin'.

The Yanks and the Soviet race,
At that time, to get into space,
Meant, first to the Moon,
With pride would balloon...
But did that bunch go to that place?

Conspiracy theories abound,
That trio ne'er got off the ground,
In fact, my bambino,
It's San Bernadino,
Where all of the action is found.

They took off on orbital flight,
Then landed the following night.
Says Nell's brother Louis,
That moon stuff was phooey,
The crept back and hid out of sight...

In order a movie to make.
With NASA's prestige now at stake,
'Twas stage set design
Made craters so fine,
So fellers, the whole thing was fake.

Those Armstrongs, they both now are gorn.
Old Louis died, holding his horn,
Nell worked as a stripper,
Then choked on a kipper
And died in an alley, forlorn.

Arguments for and against the theory that the Apollo missions were faked may be found at apollotx.htm

Last updated: 03 April 2001.