The Harvest Moon（1/2）

Ted Hughes

The f-red oon, the harvest oon,

Rolls along the hills, gently bouncg,

A vast balloon,

Till it takes off, and sks uard

To lie oto of the sky, like a gold doubloon.

The harvest oon has e,

Boog softly through heaven, like a bassoon.

And the earth replies all night, like a deep dru.

So people t sleep,

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