"Blame It on the Moon"
Blame it on the moon that the spokes on the cycle spin
Blame it on the moon, my lining's getting thin
Blame it on the moon, my belly's painfully throbbing
Blame it on the moon, my sorrows always sobbing
Blame it on the moon for creating promiscuity
Blame it on the moon for revealing my nudity
Blame it on the moon for making me fertile
Blame it on the moon for the obstacles I hurdle
Blame it on the moon for the man who spent his seed
Blame it on the moon for beginning my life indeed!

© Holly Scholz, 2002



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