Dear Mister Moon-Eugenia, Guest Barista

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My dear friend mister moon

Your presence is treasured

There’ll be no pinking measure

to transcribe my joyous pleasure

My thoughts silenced while I sleep

there’ll be nary a peep

Even in my deepest slumber

there’ll be no sawn lumber

Just knowing you’re near

there’ll be no reason for fear

My dear friend mister moon

there’ll be times I swoon

For a guiding light in the sky

there’ll be a natural high

Perhaps crazed and a bit crazy

there’ll be no excuse to be lazy

But mister moon the time is nigh

there’ll be a checkmate to know why

What made that cow jump so high

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Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
-by Mother Goose
Eugenia blogs at ThusNSuch and BrewNSpew She invites you to have a cuppa at the Tuesday Chatter Cafe.

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