The White Butter Bun

I found the white butter bun,
 My eyes tasted it within a glance;
Why mind craved with my tongue
   For a tasty hunt...
My eyes tried to swallow the 
     Silky butter bun,
 My almond eyes focused on the topest bun
  It's hanging near the blue wide roof..
Among the white cotton candies.
My little fingers pointed the butter bun,
 "I want it "
 My order vanished with a reply:
You wanna eat the Moon?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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