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Moon Poem

June 10, 2024
By Natalia1212 BRONZE, Rochester, New York
Natalia1212 BRONZE, Rochester, New York
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Fly me to the moon.

We’ll bring our spoons,

And carve out the craters into bowls.

We’ll sip the stars

And

Drink

The 

Black night.

The earth grows blue and the 

Sun glows yellow.

We are shrouded in gray. 

We alone eat 

The 

Dumpling

In the 

Sky.


The author's comments:

This poem is inspired by a late night conversation my friend and I had about outer space and what objects would be the most edible. We related the moon to a dumpling. 


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