An in-depth evaluation of the evidence that men from nasa walked on the Moon!
This site is dedicated to investigating the evidence presented by NASA that men were sent to, landed on and walked on the moon.
Ode to the Greenmagoos.
The moon is round and big and bright,
It hangs in NASA's starless night,
Earth is there,alone and blue,
In scenes that never will ring true,
Bunny hopping 'naughts' abound,
On what can only be the ground'
Or drive around in golfing carts'
But never show the telling parts,
Of miles and miles of exploration,
Showing how the American nation,
Beat the world to put men 'there'
Fuck, stop me pulling out my hair.
They showed us all the ultimate proof,
they dangled pilots from the roof,
They hid the strings and did it well,
Those puppeteers, those men from hell,
They filmed it there? no filmed it here,
And still Americans would cheer,
At all the stuff the 'naughts' would show,
But surely they could never go,
Where temperatures would soar and dive,
Enough to freeze or roast alive,
Still Nasa's spokesmen they will coax,
Cajole and plead there was no hoax.
Did they go? did they fuck,
They need a little more that luck,
To send men through Van Allen's belt.
Protected by some flimsy felt,
Aluminum and sticky plastic,
It is all just too fantastic,
There was a time when I did think,
But now its just a rotten stink,
It leaves a foul taste on my tongue,
To watch them teeter on that rung,
That one small step that you will find,
was no giant leap for all mankind.
They lied back then,they're lying still,
Expecting us all to swallow the pill,
That Nasa in its greatest haste,
Did in fact win the ultimate race,
To place a man upon the moon,
And did it franlky all too soon.
For even now, some decades later,
We cannot send men to that crater,
To clear the mess left in their wake,
And give that sand a cleansing rake,
No stars or shots of the sun's corona,
Yet this can be done from Arizona.
You ask for proof, heres what to do,
Google search for Greenmagoos,
His video diary it will tell,
Of all the tricks those men from hell,
Did pull from their magicians hat,
And if you're not convinced by that,
Then there is no hope my friend,
And still you think that they did send,
Armstrong, Aldrin and the rest,
To conquer mankind's greatest test,
And reach that lonely desolate place,
With this my friends I rest my case.
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