A super blue blood moon appeared
January 31st of
Twenty eighteen, and eyes were steered
To watch the busy moon above.
Called super cuz the moon was close
To Earth in orbit and so looked
Bigger to the eyes to engross.
The month's second full moon, so booked
As a blue moon though no blue hue.
Tinged with a blood color instead,
Cuz a lunar eclipse came due,
Blocked from the sun, the moon looked red.
Next day the moon was same old same,
No longer needing the long name.
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