The Honky Moon Phase

[FrankBlunt]

I was walking 'round the town

Minding my affairs,

Then not far in the distance

A noisy, car horn blairs.

No other folks in view;

She didn't act in spite.

A gracious, friendly wave

She was hoping to invite.

I kept to my pace

And shook my head in wonder.

To think I'd be excited,

That's quite a spell she's under.

While I'm sure she was enthralled

With the chance and happy meeting,

Humans have a language.

It's geese who honk a greeting.

If beeped at on the street,

Don't turn your head too soon.

With teenagers afoot,

You're apt to see the moon.