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Conjolted Poetry

Conjolted Poetry

Sunday, 29 June 2014

Moon and her friends

Moon is beautiful and often bright,
night is wild and often plight.
and it's friends are such delight, 
they intoxicate us then they smite, 

Drunk as skunks, we're weary lots
so all her friends they start to hoax
swoop our minds and keep them locked
on idle thoughts and naughty talk. 

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