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A Poem: Mr. Moon

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Mr. Moon and I had a few too many.
It started off innocently.
A toast to the night
then another to the sun,
who made this night possible.

Then we started toasting to past loves
and this is when
things got interesting.
Mr. Moon slurred that him ‘n venues
had a fling.
Then drunkenly slipped past the mountain ridge crying.
The darkness reminded me how
alone I truly am.

I’m sure tomorrow night,
Mr. Moon will be late
to rise.

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