The Man In The Moon

The Man In The Moon smiles down at me
and daily sets my spirit free.
I know that somehow there’s a way
I can learn what he has to say
and in the wisdom of moonbeams
is the stuff that makes our dreams.
The sweetest dreams that bring us love
beamed down from that man up above.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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