Yes, Sir!
Yes, Sir! shouts the moon,
grinning in the night
to the sun in the bleary dreary day
Please, Sir! shouts the sun,
happy to delight
the moon in the hazy, lazy may.
Why not? cry the stars,
frightened by the light
to the clouds in the november sun
Because! yell the clouds
using all their might
to the sky in somber september.
I like it, you might not. I don't really know. Please, tell me what you think.
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