Moon Rakers
MOON RAKERS
The old tale goes in Wiltshire when
They wisely played the parts of fools
In deception of the Revenue men
Employed dumb faces and farming tools
The Brandy kegs you see were hid
In village pond sunk out of sight
While making retrieval from its mid
The Constables arrived in the night
These Wiltshire lads donned idiot leer
And played the role of dunce or loon
Then pointing at lake mirror clear
Averred ‘Were raking for the moon!’
An alternate allegory I perceive
The Moon and stars in water bright
May be the dreams we strive to achieve
Deceiving ourselves? or clearing sight
While others might see us as dreamers and fools
Could we maybe in spirit commune
Take up our metaphysical tools
Delve phantasy deep; rake for the moon
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