The moon a ping pong ball in the sky
Bounces back and forth on Earth's each side
Over the days and nights
One day a side may score
And the passing will happen nevermore
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Why Not Try Poetry?
PoetryA random compilation of poems I've written. Late-night thinking to simple wholesome thoughts. Enjoy! I figured why not give it a try?
Ping Pong
The moon a ping pong ball in the sky
Bounces back and forth on Earth's each side
Over the days and nights
One day a side may score
And the passing will happen nevermore
