Quebra-cabeça on-line «Gatinhos da lua»

In the constellation Taurus, all night long
waiting for Someone bored, Moon cat,
Lapping milk from the milky way,
And stars plays like confetti,
Trying to catch the tail of the comet,
And sleeps in the clouds with the dawn.
in the evening, he, arching your back,
Rubbed on the sad disk of the moon
Peering into the dark desert,
Find Moon Kitties traces.
very soon, with the sunset
Chase will be moon kittens

Angelica Grado

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