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Exaltation!!!

Oh my dear and heavenly gibbous!  
My mood owes so much to you
For all the gold that you are spending thus
In nightly purchasing my love anew!
 
Oh! Thy yonder gold and pale globe!
You own my glimpse when you uncloak
And blast drab clouds into an open robe  
More commanding than artillery smoke!
 
Oh how sure, with all your ancient pocks,
You know the wanton ways of man
And the rise and fall of his sundry cocks
With pelves in a receptive span...
 
And who knows more about how to adore  
Heavenly bodies we hope to explore?!!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
Published | Edited 13th Dec 2022
Author's Note
Another wonderful moonrise!
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