Thin crescent moon
How can you
Smile so squint
Its like
Being on your side
Bobbing your head
Doing the splits
Along a roof corner
You have no eyes
You just grin and stare
With no teeth
But crooked patches
Where your seas should be
Oh
Thin crescent moon
In the night
And in the day
You look like
Nothing I've ever wanted
Apart from a banana
Tuesday 24 March 2015
Moon
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