Stolen Lights Of The Moon Poem by Robert Rorabeck
Stolen Lights Of The Moon
Tom, Dick, or Harry went up to
Kiss Mary
But her ball gown was much more
A balloon-
She pinned her last corsage
On rich
And floated straight to the moon.
Vagabonds get shown cars
Like passing keys
All afternoon
Over the limestone cricks
That seep underneath the
Stolen lights of the
Moon.
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