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Hello, moon, you balloon way up in the sky,
you round rubber ball, and lemony pie,
you're a warm bowl of curry, a big wheel of cheese,
a hive for the sweet honeybees.
A broad copper coin, a button of brass,
you're a bauble, a bubble, a bright shiny mass,
a pale world of pearl in the great cosmic sea,
suspended in space just for me.
A small globe in orbit is what others may view,
but to me, my destiny's dependent on you.
For, shining down brightly from night skies above,
is a moon made for me and my love.
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