The Moon

by

Anna McDonald

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Clouds float in the sky
Few stars shine tonight
For it's a blue moon tonight.

You can hear the grains of wheat
Filling the man in the moon's cheeks
For it's a harvest moon tonight.

That smell in the air
Must be Roquefort cheese
For the moon is made of cheese tonight

Oh, the joy in my heart
As I sit on my stoop
For it's a full moon tonight.

I'm full of moonshine tonight.

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