Thursday, May 26, 2005
O Moon!
When I was but a little boy,
I would see you shine.
I thought you were a toy.
I wanted you to be mine.
O Sweet Little Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
After a twenty-five year time span,
You are still so far away.
I am now a grown-up man
But won’t you come down and play?
O Dear Lovely Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
The naughty clouds hide your face
While they frolic and play chase.
Why can’t they stay in their place
When I lie back and gaze?
O Pretty Round Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
Soon will you yawn.
Into the sky, you’ll disappear
At the break of dawn.
Don’t leave me here.
O Kind Celestial Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
Management Class : Idylls of the Wannabe
I would see you shine.
I thought you were a toy.
I wanted you to be mine.
O Sweet Little Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
After a twenty-five year time span,
You are still so far away.
I am now a grown-up man
But won’t you come down and play?
O Dear Lovely Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
The naughty clouds hide your face
While they frolic and play chase.
Why can’t they stay in their place
When I lie back and gaze?
O Pretty Round Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
Soon will you yawn.
Into the sky, you’ll disappear
At the break of dawn.
Don’t leave me here.
O Kind Celestial Moon!
Won’t you grant me my boon?
Management Class : Idylls of the Wannabe
mental baba 4:16 AM
