I'M A GENIUS ROCKETNEER (ROCKET ENGINEER)

If I have one more Mars targeted, spaceship crash, I'm just going to the moon,

I'm glad deep pockets cover the rocket crashes, or I'd be going broke, soon,

We cannot get our rockets into the air,

My, oh my, it is a personal despair,

The moon is an easier place to go;  we'll go there in a hot air balloon.

DEAD POET GARBAGE CROW

The garbage pickup runs real slow,

Why that is, I really don't know,

Number of bears, grow,

Cheered on by a crow,

Or, is it a Raven, like by Edgar Allen Poe.