The Most Blessed Moon

Let us wow the August one!
Whose approach was fun
Strategically our dashes were drawn
Hither and thither we spy upon
Emerging of the proof from its shun
What a blissful turn!

We zip it till dusk from dawn
Though before the dusk come on
Like candle we burn
Chasing the sun to shun
In black and blue we turn
Tormented by the inner one
Like ragamuffin we worn
Triggered by the starveling gun
Yet!, we secrete the witty mourn

Iba'dah being considered done
The best visitor proposing to return
Patience we are to summon
Wait till next annual turn
Nervous we are to term you bygone

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@ Alabi Tawab A.