Heading For The Moon

She said

She was fed up

And heading for

The moon,

I told her about

This little place

With great rates

On the North Side

Where they played

All the Pink Floyd stuff,

I am not sure

If she was serious,

If she went,

I thought I saw

Her Tinkerbell

Winking

In the night,

Perhaps it was

Just wishful thinking

Or maybe confused

With Sirius in

The late light.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

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