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A Shooting Star
I think it's the third twinkle down
(Alioth)
In the constellation of Ursa Major
Where she sits
All sparkly with stardust
And cheesy-gobbed from moon food
Gran said that God had came and
plucked her right off the earth
A car was an odd choice of plucking
But, that's what he chose
With all her beautiful smiley curls of gold
And shimmery eyes of sapphires
I t...
Monday 30th August 2021 12:40 pm
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