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<br><br><center>I wonder 
How many people
Are watching 
The Moon tonight.


<br>Just above
The bourne
It rises 
Huge and white.


Like a face
In a globe
Bloated
And distorted,


Resting just above
The horizon
On the road
Before us.


<br>It’s a genial,
Happy face…
A little pale, 
A bit grim.


But as we get in
The car 
And head 
Towards it;
It opens its mouth
And yawns...


And we drive in.


My last thought
As it swallows:

“I won’t do that again.”</center>

<br><br><center>© 2020, John J Geddes. All rights reserved</center>

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