Garden Moon
Stolen Garden Tour

Slipping through the night

To climb the great wall

Into the moonlight gardens

The grand estate


Frogs croaking on formal ponds

We are quietly creeping

But they know we're here


Gargoyles look on as we pass

Trying not to laugh

At the stolen garden tour


Topiary, strange to see

The stone clock, stuck at midnight

The great lawn

We slide around the edges

Through shadows of moonlight


At the heart

Citrus blooming

The scented arbor

We walk arm in arm

With delight

On the stolen garden tour

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