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Bald Moon

A modest bald lady,

Sits at night, smiling light,

The dark hounding clouds mounds,

Envious with jealousy,

To erase the smile,

By swhooshing, curling a storm.

The moon keeps smiling,

Contented and bald,

Smiling some more,

Among the boisterous,

Showy clouds,

Mean and mad,

At the committed and confident,

Bald moon,

Smiling widely.

The Moon Is Bald, The Sun Is Dreadlocked.