Edison buys mooncakes,
At the foot of Mount Alishan,
The original mooncake hardly changed for years,
Yet for creativity, now it has new flavours,
Like the Moon would swoon over it,
And come down to feed the crowd.
Edison then eats mooncakes,
On top of Mount Alishan,
On board the train he goes,
"Choo, choo!" goes the train,
Chews goes his mouth,
Never is he so happy since birth.
A leaf comes down on Edison's head,
Surprised he is, never is he mad,
With strength he gained through mooncakes,
He blows the leaf to as high as the top of the train,
And watches beautiful scenery come down upon him.
Finally,
Red, white, green or even blue,
To Edison is a glue.
Forever Mount Alishan,
Forever Mystified Edison.
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50 Poetry for a Happy Soul
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