Last night, I lassoed the moon
I tugged and pulled
until he was in my room
I looked in his many eyes
And asked him
what he has seen in the skies
He told me of unknown worlds,
mischievous monsters,
and galatic folklore.
As the sun was awakening,
I pleaded to hear more
but the moon just grinned
and walked out the back door
He told me of unknown worlds,
mischievous monsters,
and galatic folklore.
As the sun was awakening,
I pleaded to hear more
but the moon just grinned
and walked out the back door
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