A-nother moonlight shines,
L-etting not you go amiss;
E-ven the dark is brighter,
C-ool breeze blows a
K-iss.
C-almness and comfort
A-re brought by the moon;
S-adness will fade away,
T-hrill will be coming soon.
I-n November nineteenth,
L-ovely moon is in sight;
L-ight from above will win
O-ver the darkest night.
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