O Moon! When I look at thy beautiful face, Careening along through the boundaries of space The thought has quite frequently come to my mind If ever I'll gaze on thy glorious behind.
In: Harriet Monroe (ed), Poetry, O Moon
O Moon! When I look at thy beautiful face, Careening along through the boundaries of space The thought has quite frequently come to my mind If ever I'll gaze on thy glorious behind.
In: Harriet Monroe (ed), Poetry, O Moon