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There’s a hare in the moon tonight,
crouching alone in the bright
buttercup field of the moon;
and all dogs in the world
howl at the hare in the moon.
‘I chased that hare to the sky,’
the hungry dogs all cry.
‘The hare jumped into the moon
and left me here in the cold.
I chased that hare to the moon.’
‘Come down again, mad hare,
we can see you there,’
the dogs all howl to the moon
‘Come down again to the world,
you mad black hare in the moon,
or we will grow wings and fly
up to the star-grassed sky
to hunt you out of the moon,’
the hungry dogs of the world
howl at the hare in the moon.
By Judith Wright
Tags: elbe, full moon, hare, rabbit | Category: Massage Therapy |
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