Good night Poem -32 The clouds have churned today the whole of the sky, And have made some humidity out of the weather dry. By products of it came as the moon and the stars. And rest of the material is black and sticky coal tar. The tar got stuck to the horizon from East to West, And affixed the naughty moon to its strong broad chest. Now, the tiny stars are shivering and praying to the clouds. 'Get the moon released, since his moving is not allowed. He'll surely die, if not freed before the coming dawn. We've no any scientific abilities to make a moon's clone. The master cloud thought for a while, and said, "Wait! Don't disturb him, as he is in the mood of some rest. Meanwhile we arrange a lawyer to free him from the cell. Weep not, Before the down anyhow he gets his enterim bail. #goodnight #series #funny #education #teenage #teenagepost Goodnight Poem-32
