The moon is bright,
It's a night with a cool breeze,
I see the moon from my window, it gives me the soft light,
It's a yellow circle of cheeze.
I love the stars in the night,
I love the breeze,
Oh what a beautiful sight,
My mommy used to say, "In your pajamas on the moon you will freeze."
Oh I wonder on the moon how much there is to explore,
I love the bright moon,
When mommy reads bedtime stories about it, I beg for more,
Soon it will wave a goodbye and go to sleep at noon.
-Mishka Wayz
Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 12:35 AM UTC
The moon is bright,
It's a night with a cool breeze,
I see the moon from my window, it gives me the soft light,
It's a yellow circle of cheeze.
I love the stars in the night,
I love the breeze,
Oh what a beautiful sight,
My mommy used to say, "In your pajamas on the moon you will freeze."
Oh I wonder on the moon how much there is to explore,
I love the bright moon,
When mommy reads bedtime stories about it, I beg for more,
Soon it will wave a goodbye and go to sleep at noon.
-Mishka Wayz
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