East Of The Sun Poem by George Hunter

East Of The Sun



East of the sun and west of the moon
With everything in the middle.
With planets and stars and asteroids
And even a cat with a fiddle.

And there's a cow jumping over the moon
Never thought that I'd see that done
At least she's not the purple kind
That you'd rather see than be one.

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