Greetings, Earthlings!

I, the moon, would like it known - I never follow people home. I simply do not have the time. And neither do I ever shine. For what you often see at night is me reflecting solar light. And I'm not cheese! No, none of these: no mozzarellas, cheddars, bries, all you'll find here - if you please - are my dusty, empty seas. And cows do not jump over me. Now that is simply lunacy! You used to come and visit me. Oh do return, I'm lonely, see.