Moon
She hangs like a portrait surroundings turning light Gaze upon her beauty howling at her for fun Strange things may appear in the dead of night who only bask in the moonlight this side of the night, is all fright When the moon is full, it's time to play Dancing, singing on this very night Critters and creatures join in on the fright.
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