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Last night I told the moon to send my hello to someone The moon didn't say anything back I told the moon to keep an eye on somebody The moon didn't blink even I told the moon to brighten that path The moon seemed a little irked I told the moon my desires My words seemed to irk the moon even more I told the moon Perhaps I am no poet I'm a songsmith Then I huddled, abruptly This is the account that I earned from talking to the moon My palaver is now going nowhere Perhaps I am no poet I'm a songsmith At that instant I got up I picked up my stringed machinery Instrument, tool, gear, whatever I sang glancing to the moon I told the moon many things Only to find out the moon has no ears Perhaps I am no poet I'm a songsmith
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC
I Told the Moon Perhaps I am No Poet, I'm a Songsmith
Last night I told the moon to send my hello to someone The moon didn't say anything back I told the moon to keep an eye on somebody The moon didn't blink even I told the moon to brighten that path The moon seemed a little irked I told the moon my desires My words seemed to irk the moon even more I told the moon Perhaps I am no poet I'm a songsmith Then I huddled, abruptly This is the account that I earned from talking to the moon My palaver is now going nowhere Perhaps I am no poet I'm a songsmith At that instant I got up I picked up my stringed machinery Instrument, tool, gear, whatever I sang glancing to the moon I told the moon many things Only to find out the moon has no ears Perhaps I am no poet I'm a songsmith
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC
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