Jean Miles

(Fort Worth, Texas)

Mooning - Poem by Jean Miles

Grooms, blooms, rooms,
And magic looms-
Gazing at the moon,
Lovers sit and spoon. No more moon mysteries,
Moon Spaceship history.
But man will ever sit and dream
By moon magic beams. Taking a few Cocktail tips
From Colorama Clear's space trip-
0% and X005 Alcohol
Ballerina Space Maidens, earth call!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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