Moon Musings
The moon looked everso heavy last night
It looked really huge and so round
It looked as though it might possibly fall
And bounce along on the ground
It looked like it shone just for Poynton
No, it looked like it shone just for me
It didn’t seem like a moon far away
But a golden rare fruit on a tree
I thought about stretching my hand right out
To try and to pinch it’s round cheek
It cunningly played hide and seek
One moment was there and then disappeared
The next was a beautiful light
I think I should leave it just where it is
Or should I just take a big bite?
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