A little tune about the moon

when I see the moon

i'll surely start to croon

a silly little tune

cause i can't help but love the moon

even when it's noon

and I can't look at the moon

I know I'll see her soon

damn, I can't help but love the moon

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others fancy me a loon

i think they're embarrassed to swoon

like I do when i see the moon

not my fault they can't attune

i sure do love the goddamn moon

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whether December or June

i'm content and roughly hewn

my emotions always strewn

still I know I love the moon