Moon Poem by Sheena Blackhall
Moon
Moon slumps like a hammock,
All mooned out
With lovers loving him,
Lunatics blaming him,
Owls hoot-hooting at him,
Mars and Jupiter calling him little squirt
Tomorrow, Moon
Will grow four legs,
Two horns, a tail,
And jump across a cow.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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5/17/2024 4:07:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Clever and quite tongue in cheek funny glad you didn't put a dog on the moon its full of lunar ticks...regards