Saturday, February 13, 2016

021316

Lunacy

When Luna dropped her drawers the city woke,
We wondered if her chest would plummet next,
Alive with Selenites asquirm or dead,
Or moon-blunts stashed within that we could smoke,
My girl arose and sent her mom a text,
The bolides' fall had filled her heart with dread,
The towers down, she got not one reply,
While moon swans coruscated up the sky.

We seized our chance and fled the city east,
We headed for the dawn and savior Sun,
The lunites frowned, equating Him with Beast,
But she regards him as the only One,
So quacking loudly Solwardly we flew,
And all the while I whispered praise to You.

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