Luna
Oh, so you think you got it bad huh?
Ever heard of that one chick named Luna?
Yea! The one with the broken ulna
What a strange woman she is
She has fingers for toes
And toes for fingers
And not only that, but she’s like Tyler Posey
Her mandible is crooked in all places
Guess the only cool thing about Luna
Is the brain inside that cranium of hers
She’s very creative you know
She can create a statue out of bibs and cribs
But poor girl, she doesn’t even know
That she’s missing a pair of ribs
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