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.
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