Moon Puller
i met the moon puller on a windy day
Tried to get him to stop and play
He did not look up or even my way
I guess pulling the moon takes his energy away
I went on down the hill with my friend Gray
We spoke of the moon puller most of the day
Maybe we can help him tomorrow, Tuesday?
But the moon puller did not return our way
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