Fly Me To The Moon Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Fly Me To The Moon



Fly me up high to the moon!
With your sweet love;
Fly me up high to the sky!
With your care;
Salon, saloon!
Moon, noon, spoon, saloon, loon, boon, soon, goon;
Lust, trust!
Shedding;
Air, chair!
Lust, trust, rust, must, crust, bust, dust, gust, just, thrust;
Chair, hair, air!
With the cyle of my growth.

Trust, rust!
Follicles,
Thyroid,
But, nourished by your love;
Beneath it,
Above it,
Fly me to the moon! !
For, the conditions of a person's hair reflects to his or her health.
In, intake!
Fly me up high to the moon;
And, let the nutrients of your love guide me on.
Sun, bun!
Very exclusive;
With your love,
And, with the muse of peace.

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Edward Kofi Louis

Edward Kofi Louis

Accra, GHANA
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