My blue moon

In my night of haunting
The planets then aligned
My wicked moon was leading
The sight was so divine

My moon was out in front
I couldn't have been more proud
I was jumping from the tree tops
And praising him aloud

The line they formed so perfect
I was lucky to have seen
My little wicked moon
Was shining down on me

He's never been a show off but somehow he was today
Not even the brilliant sun
Could push his glow away

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