I Shall Tweak the Moons Nose
I believe I shall tweak the moon’s nose, she said to us all.
We thought it was hilarious. A toddler, she was a doll.
I will do it in my dreams tonight, she said. I hope I don’t fall.
We laughed at her tale, it was whimsical and tall.
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