Night music

Night this time is deserted backyard
With moon pale and listless in trees

And dogs somewhere seem in pain,
Stomachs hard with day’s leftovers.

Night music takes in account cricket,
The dog’s howl in snout raising pain,

A pale moon at someone’s backyard
But not  rope on well acting a snake.

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