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The Cruel Moon

 The cruel Moon hangs out of reach 
Up above the shadowy beech. 
Her face is stupid, but her eye 
Is small and sharp and very sly. 
Nurse says the Moon can drive you mad? 
No, that’s a silly story, lad! 
Though she be angry, though she would 
Destroy all England if she could, 
Yet think, what damage can she do 
Hanging there so far from you?
Don’t heed what frightened nurses say: 
Moons hang much too far away.






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