A Pale Moon Rider Poem by Eva Mae Witt
A Pale Moon Rider
There rode a pale moon rider with spurs so bright
Alas, the townsfolk thought he was quite a sight
The depth of his eyes, they say were like a lantern
For miles on end, he traveled for a tavern
Among those rocky hills, they came to an end
This pale moon rider wanted to drink tonight
And never have to drink and pretend,
And never have to drink and pretend.
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