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T'is urgent Mr.Moon,
You don't want to be a slacker;
Respond to me ASAP
Regarding my mere matter.

No resentment in my bones,
No anger and no fury.
Time is ticking on the clock,
Before I face the jury.

Me- I'm small and You- You're big and 
Every single night,
Forever looking up at you
For you can expedite...

Approval for my freedom,
Am ageing like a prune.
You can change my future,
So c'mon Mr.Moon.

Know that you're THE moon,
So wave your giant wand.
Offering a treaty...
If only you respond.

Press once more the urgency,
This all that I require-
Answers to my questions,
For here I may expire.

Help me Mr.Moon,
The nurses and the doctors-
Speaking very loudly,
Sounding like the choppers!

Help! Help!! the doctors and the nurses,
Have got me! Yes they've got me 
They've got me with
Vexed verses.

Don't touch me, Don't dare touch me,
My friend he sees you all.
You may be big but he is huge and
You you're very small.

I tell you all he's up there and
watching everything,
Oh my gosh did you see that?
A flying large g-string !

Save me Mr.Moon,
Wait, I can see a placket,
Oh no, Oh no, Oh my gosh...
This is a tight straightjacket!!!

A straightjacket they have on me,
This your fault old moon.
Can't believe what you've done-
Be seeing you real soon.

You don't care and you don't care,
Swear I have no air...
Cannot breathe, gonna heave,
the moon he's everywhere.

Laughing at you all,
He looks like a cartoon...
There he is behind that cloud,
Swear it is the moon!

Listen to me all,
Listen ! Listen !! Listen !!!
This the truth; I speak the truth,
Fact and this not fiction.

The moon has stalked me all my life
This like a steel cocoon,
Get me out of here...
I swear it was the moon !!!

This is a joke I swear it is,
In fact against the law.
You and me it's on I swear;
Moon and I to war.
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