New Poem.
If I could stand on the moon
I’d sit on the ocean floor
At least until noon
Fret for a bore
Smile while I am here
Laugh as depart
Oh my is that a deer
Land and sea not apart
A tree limb and stars
A wave without sand
Venus and Mars
Together hand and hand…
The End
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