Poem We look at the moon, Wondering what is it made of, Some say potato, Others say volcano, Some see grey tones, Many say moon plateau, But kids and I say, cheese, It is round with holes, Just like a cheese, It is yellow and looks delicious...
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Poem Far in the skies, ones’ reflections wandered, What’s above the sky at night, Little they know less, Once a wise person discovered that, At night, An object hovers above the skies, They only observe a strange object, That changes...