Cancer
Children of the Moon
They go with the tides
It goes with their mood swings
In their shell’s where they hide
They nurture and protect
To a motherly effect
The crabs of the sea
They clip their enemies
So don’t ever doubt them
They’re truly precious gems
They make the fiercest friends
They’re loyal lovers til the end
June and July babies galore
The kind of people everyone adores
Treat them kind and then you’ll see
They’re the best people you’ll ever meet
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