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SUN/MOON
The Sun says to Moon
Get out of the sky
It’s my turn to dance
And your turn to lie…
…Down in your bed
But Moon is asleep
Eyes closed and snoring
The Lord her soul keeps
They both can’t be up
In the sky, won’t work
Or maybe it will
There might be a perk
We could share the sky
For a time some days
Company is nice
There might be a way
This is what we’ll do
You turn down your light
So none will notice
I’ll shine extra bright
LISTEN TO ME READ
I not really sure what made me think of this poem, but I REALLY like it. Sometimes it just works that way.
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