Sonnet To The Moon
December 15th 2006 06:17
Don't ask...
Thy beauty pales next to thy rockiness
Thy light reminds me that the sky is dark
And 'tis unwise to remain in the park
Perhaps 'tis cold like Anne with PMS
Is this Anne real? Thou surely cannot guess
Thy powers of thought are like Carroll's snark -
At least as unreal as Kent comma Clark
If I had a point I sure did digress
Thin is thy air - it could model on Earth
Deep are thy craters - like pimples were popped
Thy invading hordes would make circles cropped
But of hostile natives thou hast a dearth
I'm serious - thou art a satellite
Otherwise thou wouldst be gone more at night.
Thy beauty pales next to thy rockiness
Thy light reminds me that the sky is dark
And 'tis unwise to remain in the park
Perhaps 'tis cold like Anne with PMS
Is this Anne real? Thou surely cannot guess
Thy powers of thought are like Carroll's snark -
If I had a point I sure did digress
Thin is thy air - it could model on Earth
Deep are thy craters - like pimples were popped
Thy invading hordes would make circles cropped
But of hostile natives thou hast a dearth
I'm serious - thou art a satellite
Otherwise thou wouldst be gone more at night.
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Comment by Adele
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Comment by Lilla
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I did like this one, a bit deeper, but not deeper than the craters... good one!
Lilla...