like little mouse, looking at the moon
who knows, what she will die so soon
just dreaming what the moon - is cheese
it's just a dream, but she really likes this.
her eyes slow closing and her head falls down
there no one around, who helps or who will found
it's doom of life, and mouse fall asleep
no one love mouse - she accepting it
and at her last dream moon smells like a cheese
she never saw before so big and perfect piece
don't worry, mouse, this pain will gone soon
and at your last dream you owns cheesy moon.
cheesy moon
© Copyright: Легкая Ложь, 2018
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