Now The Moon

has found a way

to come down

to our town

here she sits

by the street corner

chatting

and there she climbs

into bed

and is gone

O the world

is so strange

so crazy

about tubelights

and tea

how lonely

everything is

especially the trees

how weird it feels

how sad to see

these birds

flying in this

huge triangle

against the sky

in the evening

so then

the stage is set

and the foxes

and the hounds

are all underground

even the vegetables

in the baskets

are feeling odd

left like that

and see how

the buildings

are beginning

to turn into elephants

wild

running amok.

 

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