Wayward things

Across the face
of the blown up moon,
a thing with headlights flies.
In a desperate search
for a dish and a spoon,
and a cat with a fiddle, besides.

When all of a suddle,
a sight to befuddle-
it spotted a magical cow.
‘Twas taking a rest
from its jumping, i guess
(an impossible thing until now)


Art by Emily Stepp

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