Moonshine

Here the madness that dwells along,
Here the cat shall give its song.
And once the path soon all but gone,
That’s where graves are here for fun.
Fireflies that swim the crescent moon,
Shovel near the sun of boon.
And once the madness soon all but gone,
The graves are here or none.


Art: Lackdaisy Moonshine by tracyjb

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