Moonlight Frolic (Lyttlejoe) Wk 3 (1)

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Hi ho, the silvery moon 

A black horse frolicsto 

an imagined tune, 

rearing up 'neath 

a starlit sky while 

letting life's worries 

pass on by and as 

 night breezes stir mane 

and tail its hooves 

tap rhythmically 

near a grassy swale 

to that imagined tune

'neath a silvery moon

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