Moonlight Frolics

The raccoon nibbles the acorn
The possum tastes the shoots
The rats dance the floorboards
Even the owl cuts loose
Softly, softly, rumble and skitter and moan
Under the gaze of the moon
They feed as if alone
Won’t relinquish ground too soon
The day crowd has had their fill
It’s now the night group’s time to shine
To savor tender branches
And strip produce from the vine

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Time to uncover grubs fat and juicy
And pluck fruits ripely fine
Mothers must feed babies
And everyone will dine
For then all the nocturnal species
Come out to frisk, frolic and glean
The little, big, and medium
As the world lays sleeping and serene

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