Rare Blue Moon

A nice little poem I wrote

Foreign blue moon turns me on

But it's too rare for it to even get near

I'm fine though if you must know

It's as a if the dear hit the car very clear

But as on this night with this moon

I'm turning myself in to the dark

It's not my time for the moon's light

How lost was really louise and clark?

Jealousy though is a dirty color

It can very much destroy your well being

Green man, it very much sucks

But jealousy I can't help but be feeling

If one could break this glass

I really would like to get out

stones need to be thrown

I don't even know what I'm talking about

But I send a letter about that moon

The sky pleases me

At night even with tons of lights

The moon is a lot easier to see