You lazy, hazy, crazy Luna
Edging
slowing 'cross the sky.
Does
your fullness carry beams
Of
mania to blind my eye?
Can
you stop, for just a moment
As
I beg to question why?
Will
you fill my heart with joy or
Leave
me all alone to cry?
Luna,
in your fullest cycle
Do
not think to pass me by.
Bring
to me your fondest favor.
Give
me songs so I may fly
Among
the stars of glory as
In
wonderment, I pause to sigh.
Luna-Luna-lunatic,
How
I hate to say goodbye.
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