A sliver of the moon,
Half full in the sky.
White, fluorescent light,
Lit up as I walk by.
Shiny circle of hope,
Hanging up above.
The air prickles with happiness,
Anticipation, love.
A ball of perfect fullness,
Showering the earth.
I look with adoration,
It's up to all its worth.
The moon in the sky,
A bundle of wonder.
What would happen if one day,
It decided to plunder...
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