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The big bright Moon hung high and round,

In a densely darkened sky;

The tall pines swayed, and mocked, and groaned;

Th e mountains grew s o high

That th e Man-in-the-Moon came out and said,

"Ho! Spooks, for a m e rry dance."

The winds blow hard, th e caverns roar,

While o'er th e earth they prance.