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Birthday Moon
Driving home from KFC
My Birthday supper devoured
I explain to the kids
Why the moon is extra big tonight
For you see even God is showing significance
Of this particular date
Even causing it to dance in the night sky
Of course it could be the pot holes that I hit every ten feet
Making an optical illusion
And there's no wise men bearing gifts when we reach home
But there are three muggers asking for our gifts
I told them I would call the cops
They said " we are the cops "
My Birthday supper devoured
I explain to the kids
Why the moon is extra big tonight
For you see even God is showing significance
Of this particular date
Even causing it to dance in the night sky
Of course it could be the pot holes that I hit every ten feet
Making an optical illusion
And there's no wise men bearing gifts when we reach home
But there are three muggers asking for our gifts
I told them I would call the cops
They said " we are the cops "
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