We went for a picnic Out on the moon A lunar luncheon Travelled by canoe You rowed me out Through the stars view A glint of white winter light Betrayed a June afternoon The nocturnal charm Hatched some cocoons So we ate cured meats With an alien or two
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the letter O, and the number 6.
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